Middle Phase
the life that lives
beyond measure
falls to glory,of pain and
pleasure, a gift
a notion a freedom
spoken, spiritual
claims, deep passion
to bring forth another
day undone, anew a
journey sail. founded
drifted and bound delivered
to a shore, cleansing right
to be pure.reborn captured
smiling, laughter in the sun
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