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Wednesday 2 April 2014

Strike Back

In this early hour
Woken by the dawn’s chorus
I feel a lightness
Love comes from many places

I am fond of written words
Yet respect the view
That they are a departure
With the dishonesty

Of being quietly considered
Not spoken, in the rush
Of conversation; their
Stillness hides the passions

That might erupt, which
Have erupted in the past
Slower words are a safer haven
Yet still so full of absoluteness


This is a poem from Vagaries:
Love of The Key to Room 149
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