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April 3, 2015 - November 19, 2015

 

Not brittle, not fragile even

But broken, shattered shards

Not even swept into the trash

But trodden underfoot

And forgotten

As though this pain

Were but a phantoms breath

 

Yet as I weep I bleed

From wounds fresh made

And unconsidered

 


Not Brittle, not Fragile Even
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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