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Writer's pictureMyra Mihik

Seen

so you can hear me

or can you just fill at one

as you find what lies under the breath

creating an endless crease

down the middle of this feast

on the least of these

seeing the beasts

ego

it is all too familiar

maybe I've grown to free

the one not grasping me

wrong made right in the son's light

the least of these are only the trees



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