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Blood Line

To hurt…
  just to know I can feel

To bleed…
  just to know I’m alive

The wounds of my fathers
  those never to heal

In remembrance
 —the past never dies

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 9/21/2018 5:45:00 AM
A powerful poem in a few words; well penned.
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