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  • Lorraine Johnson

[140] Fill Up The Room

Sun, wind,

the hum and sea

moving shoreward,

wild and free

like birds soar

alone, together

we gather and move

in groups of two,

in groups of three,

or four or more

the moment felt

and the point turns

the space refills

—as the hum

and the clock strums

and life blooms

as laughter

and humanity

fill up the room.


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