San Francisco
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![Sun dive [poem #338]](https://www.alinahappyhansenwriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/11/pexels-photo-248159-900x400.jpeg)
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A Whisper (poem #337)
Called into the room by an unknown voice that creeps up the spine and settles in the ear, a whisper…
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Move (poem #336)
Move with the waves, drip down into echo chambers, singing of moans and lovers delights. Thank you for reading!…
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Crisp air (poem #335)
Crisp air collides with smoke a fire takes hold, growing into rage into doom, approaching winter will ice the burn.…
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Digital Heart (poem #334)
Glass case for your soul a tinted window for your eyes moveable screens, fingertip dreams a digital heart running on…