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Rusty Broadspear

The maltreatment and cruelty are boxed and wrapped.
Tear filled yesteryears tightly scrunched, not going anywhere.
White water rides, fanciful flights, new roads mapped,
Sinking in leather, embracing the night, pitching a prayer.......

Through the window to the stars that looked abandoned, alone,
Shining like iced fire, this jewel encrusted dark sky's attire.
Dreams were spent with scented intent and the prayer was thrown.
Whatever transpires, I will forever carry the burden of one desire.

Some thoughts too exquisite to think, sleep without provocation
But like restless butterflies with quivering wings they rise to the fore.
Under tender affectionate examination, I find no explanation,
And so again they settle in slumber, leaving my faith restored.

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