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Jan 2011
This rage that burns beneath my skin,
This shadow over all my kin,

This cloud that hangs above my mind,
This tyrant on those left behind,

This force beyond my heart’s control,
This scar upon my tattered soul.
Nekatu Poetry Β© Arik Fletcher
Arik Fletcher
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