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Aug 2014
Winds whisper
& the people don't listen
to the calling,
hidden codes
& secret meanings swirl
through jet streams
screaming for a release.
We all breathe,
breathe
the same
reclaimed-molecules.
We are sacred & we are the devil.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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