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Robyn Johnson Poem
What is it in or of this Earth
Which binds, unseen, a souls re-birth
Old eyes see life, a path withstood
Anew again, misunderstood
A gift I am, for to oppose
Gives separate meaning, unsupposed
In all that is, will be, or was
Rests life in death, in death’s just cause
Copyright © Robyn Johnson | Year Posted 2022
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Robyn Johnson Poem
For the world to look at me
Through your eyes it has to see
Am I you or am I me
Are we one or are we free
The world is you, the world is me
We are one, we are not free
Tied by love, by wind, by sea
The world is us, for us to be
Copyright © Robyn Johnson | Year Posted 2022
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