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The questions surface amid abstracted city.

 Face frozen, shocked state, sense beyond space, 
look on top of wood of old pine, dusty streets and neighborhoods the
 
same. Where else could you fine answers certainly not here. Maybe move
 
to the east side family beauty within reflection fit through the trees, beside
 
grace, fresh air, sunny and gay.
 
Mortgage house sliced into beam within land, because of forest left
 
determine to sink like quick sand.
City outside over there waiting to creep, else where, no where,
 
trap between look and image for future progress whistling hot tea kattle
 
peek, fallen.

Ondre Harris

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