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May 2019
Dear one,
the nights
I have spent
bloodying my knees
screaming
Heaven help me
to a God
I do not
believe in,
waiting for
you -
soft as
a psalm -
to pull me
from
my devils.
Alex Clarke
Written by
Alex Clarke  Birmingham
(Birmingham)   
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