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Mar 2015
I lust impulsive-
you must know-
Should I feel ashamed?

Selfish and
without restraint,
frothing forth;
I don’t remember how

Demons got loosed
from chains,
shackles of fear
deftly undone

With intrepid fingers
I found my way
out of guilt.
meekkeen
Written by
meekkeen  Wall, NJ
(Wall, NJ)   
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