Enough...Enough...Enough!
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childhood-
chipped pieces of wood
stoking
fires of youth
wild fire!
ash on every hand
and face
pounded
powdered
husk blows
on shores of life
legs move with difficulty
the husk obstructing...
crescendo?
de-crescendo?
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