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Mar 2018
Often accused of abusing the words,
  I stand guilty here as charged

Their purpose to serve my feelings unnerved,
  when into the darkness I bard

Used as a shield, my will not to yield
  their ink splattered blood stains aglow

No guilt do I bear for those letters unspared
  —as their corpses define what I know

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
Kurt Philip Behm
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   Rob Rutledge
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