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Apr 2017
That east wind clawed at my skin
leaving me fragile again
I was once impervious
to reckoning
but now every element
guffaws at how weak
I have become
the shrill call of the
night birds humiliate me
for I am alone again
far apart
and torn at heart
Carson Hurley
Written by
Carson Hurley  England
(England)   
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