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Aug 20
I begin to end the wind
that whines in my mind,
and unwind the vines of time,
cause I hope to uncurl
the twine and find
a spark of the divine
behind the flesh facade
you have put on
to service everyone,
whilst denying yourself,
the kindness you are trying
to give away every day.
Written by
Graff1980  40/M/Litchfield Illinois
(40/M/Litchfield Illinois)   
     Fawn, Ms Anjaan and Graff1980
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