The Heart Foretells
P Patti Masterman
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The heart foretells
The omens, of our sight:
Seasoned trouble hides
By clouds at night.
The graves a killer
Knows not a single name;
Shadows stealing lives
And trading blame.
The moon alone is brave,
Above the fray:
He highlights every eye
With dreams of day.
Dec.28 2014
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