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WENDY STERN - POEMS
A wild fire
Of determination.
Madness and humour,
Creativity.
Driven by struggle
To find freedom.
A manic play
Between adult and child,
Illness and expression,
Passion and equanimity.
Asking the breath to take her there
Like no other…
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A poem for someone called Wendy
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