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At Pain's Edge-Jq

Dark cloud clumps drape the dawn sun Deep within void heart they burn Gift of silver line art-form New day gets from edge of storm. When mind sinks in agony Soul lights lamp of ecstasy Joy in heart as flashing wedge Storm surged life finds at pain’s edge. March 10, 2019

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Date: 4/17/2019 5:59:00 AM
Subimal. very nice poem. I had to place it at the bottom because the first words of the second stanza had to start with the last words of the first stanza. Charlie
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