Poetic Flow

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This poem was written to clean my soul
From the cobwebs,
That lingered,
Here within,
Here in my Home.
I wake in a moment of surrender
Waiting to see
That which needs me
A love
A purpose
A dream
Family
Hope
Work
Maybe I’ll bleed to
Keep them all at ease
All or nothing…
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Poetic FlowBy Ann Boothello

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