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Writer's pictureMyra Mihik

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Updated: Oct 9, 2021

wicked sinner

threw me to a deep winter

burning through the embers

is the last of the senders

retched redeemer

come to love in her beamer

STRAIGHT FROM THE SEER

the mouth that comes to feed her

the heart apart from the start

I must reach her in the dark

behind all the barks

hushing nothing

comes to take

are you willing to forsake

it is hard to relate

when everyone

is an actor in a play

still no debate the energy is awake



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