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Helen Running |
Still a flower
mountain stream disa
buoyant with energy
filled by each day's downpour
of light and rain
a reservoire of a woman
charm dispenser
flirting laughter and goodness
in two languages
and one sentence
her classroom
an activity
walls a pop-out world
in script and colour
books piled, browed, penned-
her public story
hockey forward fighting illness
her influence
the glistening river
in the eyes
of the girls
she taught
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