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follow url From the labyrinth, the rows and rows
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those who sought a home, any home, as a safe haven?
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Hold their visions in reverence? Embrace them
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What of her story was lost in history? Or re-purposed.

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I open the gate, walk out.
Shut it. Firmly. Shake it hard to test its latch. I am shaken, too.
Bury my grief, and theirs, but hold their stories dear.
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The birds sing in the ancient oaks.
An acorn falls.
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enter Bo Mackison is a photographer and owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. Recently she has also been pondering labyrinths and journeys.
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It’s an interesting question. An interesting place.