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Wondrous Theft
North to the overlook,
sharp, almost eager crystal
trapped her heart.
Cloves turned
the shining sphere
of silk into the voices
of the dead. Someone
named Mule dedicated
a proper sweat,
snapped the surprise:
kept you by permission
of February.
Deborah A. Miranda
Others Stayed
They observed
appeared to have
few reservations.
Some did not exist
west of the celebrations.
They learned
once again,
earnest from essential.
Supreme effort.
Margo Solod
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