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finding myself

…here of all placesamong these other found things: pocket fluffpoems bits of kite string.  holding myself loosely, like that shifting moon, knowing i’m waning, will disappear soon.  wilding myself with barefoot heart, wander-and-waiting in fits and starts.          and stars.        written for poetic asides November Chapbook Challenge

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