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R est my mind. Quiet my soul.
E mbattled. Tortured. Bitter.
S end me home where silence reigns,
E arthworms spin secrets and scars decompose.
T ime relieves, energy recycles ...reset
Copyright © Fj Thomas | Year Posted 2019
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