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I will keep doing these things. I live in dread of the day when the dawn chorus, and even the dwindling ensemble is gone. Reduced to a solitary bird. Singing its final song.
Deborah Barchi
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Heartbreaking. And scary.
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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