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I didn’t need to look out the windowto feel the skies darken, heavy with decision.A storm had gathered itself,the wind rising like a voice,rattling the trees, rattling my bones.
Sam Aureli
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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OOoh, I love this phrase!
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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