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Friday, November 11, 2016
The Storm
I am the eye
I am the seed
Riding the current
Tossed
Held
Led
By wind & rain
Mother Earth
Opens her arms
Her womb
I am rooted
In love
I am the storm
I am the storm
Pattra Burnetto Monroe
11:11
November 11, 2016
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