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Sep 2018
Wishbone
you may be broken
you may be
pulled apart
frayed at
the edges
tossed around
turned away
beaten down
burnt out
led astray
but
darkness
is not
your backbone
my dear
it is
your
stepping stone
Written by
Emily Bostic
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