Poetic snapshots, mostly travel-related.
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Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Winding
Every air carries you through me,
I wear trust like a shield and safety
holds me strong through running
and roaming and words that would wound.
Being yours makes me my own
in a winding way I've never known.
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