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Apr 2017
A heartbeat beyond perception,
  the verse becomes alive

Its arrow fixed, its prey in sight,
—new truth to hunt old lies

As light grows scarce, it draws its bow,
  with aim both clear and true

To strike deceptions middle eye,
—the devil left to spew

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Kurt Philip Behm
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Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
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