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The devil professed,
No need to guess, his hand raised
High, before the rest.
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Deluged by abstract,
We grope for familiar,
To find our dry ground.
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Their history before Ellis, now lost in the mists of time,
Words came through the generations.
Some I know, some I’ve been told, some I prospe..
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For my husband and his family.
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Strength in our matrix,
We survive oppression and loss.
Resilience in our marrow,
Our tears nourish the earth.
Courage in our minds,
We solve, we..
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Afraid she would get lost,
Or wouldn’t get back home,
She never closed doors,
Any doors.
She needed the light,
But hid in dark,
Hiding the..
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She lifted her head,
Though not the first, nor the last,
Her light still burned bright.
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Snapping turtles snap,
Because they must. We should just,
Let them go to it.
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Sci-Fi Senryus...reworked for Chris and Andrew!
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I join the scraps together,
Every day,
Every way.
I join the bits of nothing,
Gold and glass,
Buds and grass.
Until they hold yet gently,
Somet..
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