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Loves
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i beg of you
this is not a poem.
this is not a song.
this is not metaphor, a sonnet, an ode, not a ballad, a rant, not even a dream–
this is a plea.
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The Coming Climb
No.
I refuse to be afraid.
We are so caught in the coming climb
We forget to turn and see the cliffs we've scaled.
I am living in a country where a woman is bracing for a climb to greater heights
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i never really left
I wonder what I look like
In your eyes.
What I look like
In your dreams.
Maybe I'll be gone,
But please carry on.
Don't be shadowed in the dark,
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People Watching
There's a young child sitting on the bench
Her father sitting next to her
And they're calm and it's peaceful -
battle wounds
oh, how hard it is to watch them
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Today I'm Afraid
Today I am afraid
For today my life
Lies in the hands of people
Who see me as a monster
A destroyer