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Oct 2019
You see a wall,
where I see a door

You are imprisoned,
I am implored

You spend your fortune
on relics that burn

I, but a beggar
β€”last verse heaven earned

(Dreamsleep: October, 2019)
Kurt Philip Behm
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Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
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