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… sort of strength. Until finally, it might be dawn, it might be twilight, but I am pushed to shore. Naked and panting. I’ve been revealed. Inside of me, my heart huddles a little closer. It starts a little fire to warm what’s left of me.
J.D. Harms
Mark Tulin
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Killer lines. :)
I listened to the crows and escaped a therapy career to follow a different path. Poetry/Humor/Sexuality/Doodler/Storyteller — https://crowonthewire.com
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