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i prefer steadfast (Free verse) by skaskowski rather be a store front when
a storm front shuts it down.
pull in my
pottery;
blue tarp
and sandbag,
bolted to the ground.
let the ocean wrap me up
and rinse away
all my graffiti.
fill all the pots
with salty broth,
sand
bust out
swirling
'round.
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