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Unravelling Encounters
All the years/lost & found (as if snow, melting)
A line, a curve, a river, a song
Between then and now, between you and me: the sunrise, the sunset, the city
HOLD (I)
Small moments: the city wakes, the city sleeps
Everyday the possible
Untitled (Walking Sticks)
Under Warm Wood
Weft
Counting Under the Weight of Ink
Lodge
Out of Adelaide
Short Sharp Shock
To whisper- each of us- in ecstasy
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