Soleil
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Spoken Word
She never misses
As you can see
Exhibit A
Heart wound
Skillfully executed
Under breastbone
She was never brought to justice
Roams the plains Scot-free
The ghosts of Buffaloes
Echo her every other step
Into a horizon
For me
Blocked by tears
It opens for hers smile
Because the sun, to her
Is beautiful
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