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Bobbi Lurie

I married an open field and treated it widely

This open field was wild with horses who couldn’t
All the running and rarely in my direction
I disguised myself as the wind
Became directionless
Disgruntled and running
We had married in one direction
It was all a disguise
No animal outruns its past
Things did not last between us


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