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The Clearing

The clearing
was in all
-adorned trees
Surrounding of what
all was me
Wore pressing back
on soul for me
Their spirit that
of whole to be
Sat helpless for
the heart in me
When all took
what was blessed for me
As all know
of the debt to free
Of all those
who would rape
past see
As all those
who are
pressed to be
Are all those
who would learn
past He
Were all those
leaving
just this brie
Are all those bibing
cost past thee
Ignoring all that
we can be
No other to
be known as thee

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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