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Clark. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Vulnerable fields lay before me
Pained with a haunting atmosphere,
not like before...
unsettling winds tear my mind into two.
A whistling howl grips me naked, as bear as the trees.
An overcast sky casting what will be my future.
What will be my future if masculinity rules.