It’s incredible
how sharply
wantonly-whispered hits
hurt
crushing
hope, heart
and honor
once solid
it’s hard
to toss out
such heavy baggage
and forget
healing
hope, heart
and honor
now fragile
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Receptacle
I have a tattered shoe box
Filled with notes I shouldn’t keep
Addressed to names I was called
But forbidden to repeat.No regrets
No regrets
for past
stumbles, scrapes, and scars
shape my resilient, rhythmic life.
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