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… face of the sunrise, we sit cross-legged for an eternity. Just for moments. You know how it feels. Time standing still and still standing. First the lighter blue kissed the mountain. Then the sweet caress of pink.
J.D. Harms
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Ah - vertical time. Hugs - sounds wonderful, JD
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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