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Jan 2018
Irises Witnessing 

I don't necessarily believe in moira, 

as the Greeks laid it out, doubting... 

although, I do have faith in everyone 

having a mighty purpose, promising 

everything is balancing on a tightrope 

of betterment, yet some choose doom 

allowing their wings to crumble under 

the weight of the weary world's gloom 

instead the air is an aerial playground,

but they're perpetually shot down, aim

irises witnessing those colorful heavens,

stillness, takes deep the time, aforesaid

James Kenneth Blaylock

1-4-18
Written by
James K Blaylock  Tyler, Tx
(Tyler, Tx)   
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