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(Poem by Wendy Howe ) a crane shares her name but she retains her own aquatic bloom. Long and casual, there are four sides to this girl so carefully arranged -- they flower like this, wise girl then foolish, sad girl then joyous. Together, they float in perfume while legs tangle, her denim roots absorbing the blue scent of twilight and pines. To know more about this poem, about Wendy Howe All Images & Poems (En) 
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