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The Journal of Shirin Swift some write names in soft sand
12/03/2008 09:05 a.m.
some write names in soft sand
with their feet, tied to light and death
some feet have seen many places
fall among thorns and chaff
their outlines are darker than the rest
they are louder on the eyes
whoever comes for the fields
bare with harvest
may they marvel at the dreams spoken out loud
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