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Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER

He is

Oz-colored

in a black & white world,

a feather without

cap…

the lightning of

rare storm,

he is

everything I ever

new,

and none

. . .

split

second wind

–instinct

beyond breeze.

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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