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Posted on July 8, 2016 by The Course of Our Seasons
4

dove

I no longer have words
the grief has robbed me
and tears washed them from the page
no more
no more
no more

Posted in Ozarks, Poems | Tagged black lives matter, dallas, despair, grief, when are we going to stand up and change our world for the better | 4 Replies

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