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by Pat Redmond
Letters with Words
Sky gets brighter
Black dog appears
Calling my name
Whispering as he nears
Words softened, falling
One by one, letters
Clinched, left broken
Fragments and pieces
Captured and glued
A story is breaking
Two sides reconciling
To harmony and healing
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