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cyrene
Poems
May 2020
white swan
hands pure as snow picking me up from thorns piercing through.
chills overcome as it levitates me above into the air of peace where no home of pain resides.
up, up and away i go leaving rough tracks and stone pathways.
no more pain, no more weight.
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