Priest the.....Polished floors black linen robes are ironed and crisp
some thing for the people I have chained and nothing missed.
White hair the far right wing goes there where most are tossed away.
Forgive me father I have sinned today my shame evolved
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Wow, beautiful poem! Short, but the farthest thing from simple! Truly great (: I invite you to check out some of my own, and leave any advise for me as a writer, I would greatly appreciate it! Sincerely - Christian Hudak