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life poem

there were three in the meadow by the brook
some of the hurts you have cured
who will be naming the wind
a thousand silent years ago
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
i made a vow once, one only
i saw with open eyes
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
and with the humming bird

 



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