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November 2, 2016

 

Alone …

 

there seems, oddly, to be a balance

that I not be drawn away to fall

but stand where Ive been bound

the silent dusty echoes resound

yet are no louder than elsewhere

and, though I am painfully alone

I am at least kept safely home

 


Each New Day A Miracle
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