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A Quiet Soul
by
Jude Aher
on a quiet soul
I drift,
lost in the veils of rhyme
between
long times gone
and
dreams who have
wandered on.
I yearn to rage
in the light
of a stage
carved by winter minds.
so tired and broken
this crippled body
and mind.
just to write
one more page
just to thumb
one more road
to live or die,
on a quiet soul
a poet sighs.
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