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Apr 2020
Lusting after a song unsung,
I hunted through your fear

And trapped the demon that kept you mute,
blood dripping from my spear

Desirous of your captive voice,
I hung its head up high

And waited for you to sing at last
—no longer love denied

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Kurt Philip Behm
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