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davebonta.com | ||
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woodrat.vianegativa.us
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| | | | | through bare branches with its horns out | |
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www.phoeniciapublishing.com
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| | | | | poems by Dave Bonta | |
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morningporch.com
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| | | | | Another cold, dark morning. At the woods' edge, a sharp-shinned hawk stands still with its freshly killed prey, as if catching its breath. | |
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www.cityandstateny.com
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