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Aug 20
Day's retreat
Worldly steads, of hap, to pose:
Clean my soul, with heat?
Shadows of justice, keep those...

Curiosity is a reasons best friend...
Sharing burden with our kind, is a playful shame
Tomorrows that see a reign, know you worth end
Endeavor is ours, for the deed of a name

Wait; is time trying to prove, me...?
Predilection, for a common gift's, secret?
Has the voice, of an angelic fear
Just the truth, wanting if sensitive respect...

Call it, a babyish same
We are the savior, of another acquaintance with lends
Shall we affirm or ascertain, irony's fame?
Looking so fated, won't begin without sakes and amends...

Reach, we know it so well...
Sour, suffice, succinct, shade
For the better of us all, hellish bell's
Of life; many believe a mighty wish, never fades
now for a thrill, read this one backwards until the cows come home...
Written by
David Hilburn  56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
(56/M/Soldotna, Alaska)   
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