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…nAnd if a billion or trillion bad reasons get foundCan a war of words become a war without sound Would you hesitate to speculate, dream of a new dawnOr head for the hills, hate that you were even born Free now in the knowledge, one day you’ll returnTo confront your tricksters and take your sojourn…
Thief
Michele Maize
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Oof. This whole poem was powerful.
Sober Traveler | Wannabe Vegan | Yoga Addict. Dog-loving extrovert turned introvert. Owner of "The Maze". Editor at Black Bear and Globetrotters.
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