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My Words on White

"Fill your paper with the breathing of your heart." William Wordsworth ~*~ There is a voice inside of me, always pleading loud to be free; from the dark abyss of my mind, where my past and present have twined; oh, I write my words with a plea. Quietly, I pen filigree, words for the whole wide world to see; I set them free to soar- unsigned, pieces of my heart. I let go of all my debris, the sorrow and monsters all flee; thousands of me I leave behind, those who shattered me so unkind; oh, my words drift over the sea, pieces of my heart. ________________________________ June 7, 2020 Poetry/Verse/My Words on White Copyright Protected, ID 20-1268-827-03 All Rights Reserved, 2019, Constance La France Originally posted on July 18, 2019 Submitted to Brian's Select 8 Standard Contest sponsor, Brian Strand Third Place

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Date: 6/8/2020 8:19:00 PM
Most profound expressions of your deep thoughts. A great, great piece!
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