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The Dummy

The Dummy Lying in a corner With a smirk on his face Eyes wide, not yet moving Maché thoughts circulate. Reality assured, He was ready to go, Dependency resting On a hand from below. His own paralysed hands In his parodied suit Did not have the means To greet or salute. From whence the desire, The will and intention? How to be free from Ventriloquist intervention? The God of the dummy Is beyond belief, His place in the corner A God-given peace

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Date: 10/5/2024 12:11:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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