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Wounding - March 24, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Mar 23, 2024
  • 1 min read

read the paper today

under a brilliant sun


didn’t help


shadows still moved over my mind


those unseen clouds

and that dogged darkness

of the world


wounding

the most perfect

of days

 
 
 

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