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Mother and Daughter Poems
Mother and Daughter Storm We walked gingerly tonight around the edges of our storm. The water rippled and raged almost tidal at times but we stayed steady on the rocks of our rendezvous with old pain. And then at last we breached as if we were killer whales high above…
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