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Haunted

I sense generations long gone peering out the windows of my eyes
Written 5/22/22

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Date: 5/26/2022 8:08:00 PM
This is marvelous AND profound. Deep thoughts in this monoku, Robert. A FAVE for me. Thank you, Gershon
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Robert Gorelick
Date: 5/27/2022 9:18:00 AM
I thank you; my ancestors thank you, Be well! Robert
Date: 5/26/2022 8:44:00 AM
This is marvelous!
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Robert Gorelick
Date: 5/26/2022 8:55:00 AM
I thank you, my ancestors thank you, Be well! Robert
Date: 5/24/2022 10:09:00 PM
...if looks could kill. Bone chilling souls seeking.
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Robert Gorelick
Date: 5/25/2022 9:38:00 AM
Mind memory, muscle memory, tools serving the perpetual presence of our ancestors transmuted through the great chain of DNA from eons past. They use our five senses as their playground.

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