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Self-Portraits

Aidan F. Dean Dunn

The cowboy hat covered a mind that wandered into fantasy.

Pretending, but still transforming.

A rabbi gutted a coffee shop, I helped.

Tired, plaster-and-dust caked, but so connected to those around me.

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If you could excuse me while I kiss...

The poster was 1€. Now it's a memory, halfway across the world. Priceless.

From that quiet night blossomed a feeling strange and hopeful.

Bob Dylan quoted Walt Whitman, singing “I Contain Multitudes.”

I believe I do too. Perhaps in this I'm not so unique.

I am cyclically in a search for what's already on its way.

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