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With one finger I paint a Cerulean blue streak
from the center of my forehead down to the tip of my nose
for no reason other than as an iconic memorial for the hue of the Mediterranean sea
that I have not seen personally yet, so I pay homage from afar, in a
celebration of an open third eye, an open passport and an open mind
with a roving foot and a riveted foot which to heed?
Ayn Timmerman
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Thursday, July 26, 2007 |
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Thursday, March 24, 2011 |
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