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"Breathe-in experience, breathe-out Poetry" Muriel Rukeyser
Sunday, July 21, 2013
Returning
I have run amuck
in days unladen
with inspiration
Duty called my feet
to walk in old tracks
riddled with fresh
angst
I stopped
to listen
and
there was the voice
of reason
calling me
home
"ellecee"
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