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Hymn Of The Heart
How often do I hide in thick layers of parading masks-- afraid to reveal the hardened arrogance which denies a vanity ruled by a sordid season - those matriarchal flaws , cracks from transgressions, and lesions of anger over time's unhealed grievances. I smile with resistance existing through fragile acquaintances to escape light's awakening that could lead me out of life's pretenses. So I hover drearily on bloodied nights and run into the woods searching for sages even wise thieves , who could offer me refuge from this marrow sinking into a litany of dirges, of love's requiem: i must have grown dumb; I cannot hear these hibuscus hymns...not even tumbles of the song my soul never seeks could assuage all my snuffed evenings... How this darkened mind lies upon his leaving... still, vagrant psalms from a bitter farewell bang like a shrieking gong...without end
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