Each Unwritten Word
Is there such a thing as
unadulterated goodness
Unattached to fortune
and the fame it wards
If there is, I’ve yet to see it
with these naked eyes
As I continue to hope
—with each unwritten word
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
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