Healing Touch
Sickle moon moves in sly
Cuts through the dark morose sky
Stars console from far
Sick mind shreds life in its clutch
Divine soul acts as healer.
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September 21, 2017
For Line Gauthier's Contest :
Bite Size Poem No. 36
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