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Redemption and Reflection

Like a bluebird to the billowing heat, Like a fleeing fox's feather-light feet, I have flown to spaces far from my land. And while cloudy skies silently conspire To follow me straight out of fate's hellfire, I'm bleeding just to keep my cards in hand. Like a sharpened sword without a safe sheath, Like a tiger with his terrible teeth, I have severed all ties to my old skin. And I drift with daylight's vagabond dust While the sins of a past life start to rust My soul starves for sorrow, watch it grow thin.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 1/13/2010 7:03:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your poetry today Jonathan. Please continue to share your writing with us. I wish you the best with life and your writing endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol
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