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Commenting on the most outrageous incident in aviation history using 26 titles from the Billboard of my birth year.

What Are You, O Little One?

As Grace said, to write one poem, one has to read a thousand of them. And as a new blogger who just spent a month gorging on living, breathing poetry (written by living, breathing poets), and a week and half of subsequent indigestion, I am feeling the emergence of a new voice in my head.

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