I’ve been both my own demon and savior

Oh, how I savor

The taste of supple

Self redemption.

Not a song,

A clashing reverberation—

Undulation of battle cries,

Weeping dry eyes

Can best witness

The sunrise

Of the soul

Outgrowing, overcoming

All that was known.



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