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I might blow through your world somedayand flicker the candles in your loft,because I believe if clouds were steps I’d soar to heaven and glide among the silver liningsand be back in time for dinner at my usual spotin the jagged shadows of sodium lightsbrown paper …
Ken Martin
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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