Conquered
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Sandra Feldman
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Pricked,
By a Rose
I bled
My poems,
Every one of them,
A serious feeling,
A broken arrow,
A calling out!
Sincerity chosen,
As Poetry
Became
A way of life,
Friend, companion
Journey, chosen
No regrets!
And now,
I travel, light.
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