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Oct 2020
seeds of the unseen
I am expiring in expectation
The aspen trees dance and swim
In a sea of invisible labor
I am impressed with all the metaphors
You invented, only to describe
The daily massacre of beauty
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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       Me and You, --- and Jamadhi Verse
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