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Last Wishes

Your last wishes assumed all would go glass-smooth. But forests are dark places, and your children are no longer innocent. Calming seas mask storms. I now shed my obligation. So pour your wrath down from above on me. Your heirs scorn me too.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 2/10/2012 8:52:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your excellent poetry today Don. Thank you for sharing it. I hope you have an amazing weekend. Love, Carol
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