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...The Free Verse...
Controversy is the tongue of snakes...
If tonight they make my hair raise the dead. I should go walking with my fragments made whole, and explain myself without trial from hypocrites harboring my old ghosts.
Unjustified torments in disregard to whom I truly became after being shoveled. He loves me for this.
I can see them sideways.
Within me, I rise again.
And again and again.
...Wednesday 11th March 2020 3:27 am
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