Million-Line Poem, Day 905

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Today’s lines of inspiration:

let us love, fragile and iridescent as we are, though it be a reach
for light-combing fingers … a newborn wind, folding into the sky’s cradle.

(Nina Kerr, Chattanooga, TN)


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