It Is Freedom
J
James McLain
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Pillar warm flame moth of shame
suffocating greed's wrap
struggle it is her
wing of despair
It is my soul free of her blind pain
endless without beginning
scarred thoughts
Tongue without mind laid to trap
harsh bitter wind flies again to another.
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