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christian poem

a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
i stand in the cold gray weather
the sun is up
shadows lay along broadway
i love my hour of wind and light
here falls no light
who will be naming the wind
so fallen
perhaps it is no matter that you died
do you hear the rain?
and my name is truthful
risen from the dead
up and down he goes

 



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