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Nov 19
there is beauty
beneath;
i know
i have seen it
i have felt the joy
and
the peace

but
in my anger
it is crushed
it turns to sand
and falls
from
          my
                 clenched
                                  fist

i couldn’t stop myself
B-J-M
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