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barbedwire

were this
the end of reason
a death to yesterdays
of feelings lost –
longing
burned away

if all I’d loved
were given rhyme –
destiny unknown
places to surrender
every breath –
I own

verses weaved
with evermore –
winter wheat and sage
words I saved another
– whispers
from the page

what truth
remains unspoken
of moments loved I best
a life well lived –
so silently
confessed

. . .

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