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I Charge Within

I put a saddle on the wind, and rode it through the storm The bridle placed, the buckle cinched, the reins, my horse reborn Inside each stirrup passion spurs, the present now in hand Behind whose mane I charge within —in search of who I am (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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