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Feb 2022
Flesh and bone atone
You are the soul slayer
I yearn to be all things
Open my eyes and truly see
My body but transportation
A figment of creation and imagination
Underneath this flesh there is knowledge
That shall bear fruit and flower
I am growing, I am a shoot
I am air and water and earth and tree
I am honey bee
I am bird


I am free
Written by
Sheila Haskins  F/Suffolk England
(F/Suffolk England)   
       Nathan A Brock, ilo, collin, old poet MK, Man and 2 others
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