Tuesday, October 13, 2015

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Cry out, scream, regurgitate
that longing for a world of peace.
We'll die, rise up, come back again,
and observe violence has yet to cease.
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Melvina Germain
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Kelly Kurt 13 October 2015

When I first saw the title, I thought the poem may have been about the inside of my sneakers.: -) Sorry! : -) I needed to add some levity (true tho it was) to the darkness of this poem

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