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365 Days of Poetry: Day Three-Hundred and Fifty-Seven

a wraith stirs, hungry.
swallows past and future with.
no remorse or pain.

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365 Days of Poetry: Day One-Hundred and Ninety

the sunshine.
and the rain.
seem all new
today, you
brighten life.
from close or far away.

and I am whole.


365 Days of Poetry: Day One-Hundred and Five

they’re still here.
uninvited guests.
breaking from within.

“I’m so tired.”


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