August 18, 2015

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Some once in a team, making way, seem to trust

Insisting on following instructions

Until falling structures sift on to dust.



First  light

I find a way  less haunted;

New shadows show, this too dark room

They’re a grayer gray  than they had wanted.

First  light

I might  tip the stone off this night’s tomb.


First  light

Out  already old

I’ll gaze back at the steps I stood,

Laced  with  my   blood.

But by god’s will, new ground will not be cold.



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