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The night wind high in the trees is a talented mimic, strumming the autumn leaves like a harpist composing a mournful tune.

I Can Hear the Sound of Surf
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Deborah Barchi

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Jenine Bsharah Baines
Jenine Bsharah Baines

Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines

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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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