as the warm winds of Autumn whirl
and while embroidered sheers billow upon the current
newly fallen leaves scatter and clatter and twirl
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Blessings
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars. ~Kahlil Gibran~Richard Wright
I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
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