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Cleanse the Surface of My Soul-

Feather duster-- Is that what my body is Complicit? How can you muster The dust that mistrust Dead follicles Every microscopic particle Sweep left to right Cleanse the surface of my Immortal soul 4/6/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 4/6/2020 7:30:00 AM

Enjoyed this surprising metaphoric write my friend! I hear that Omaha had snow last week! What?

James Edward Lee Sr.
Date: 4/6/2020 8:32:00 AM

More like why I guess the Angels are crying Frozen tears over the cold heartedness of God's human creatures it was slightly under inch and melted the very next day. Thanks for the read glad you enjoyed it. James :D