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… on the riverbank. Consequence of a calamity, or a testimony of bloodshed and massacre decades ago. An instinctive thread forever lurking in dark recesses of minds to supercede fellow human beings — yearning to wipe out the surviving bloodlines — keeping ferocious flames licking, to engulf a whole civilization sometimes. Nature’s eyewitnesses preserve the scenes intact—unwashed by flowing moments, impervious to fires o…
Era Garg
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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I keep hoping, praying we outgrow this instinct!
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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