a c r o n y m

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Watch her arch her burdened back,
Open her bruised arms, far and wide,
Murmur tearful yet grateful chants,
As she inhales hate and breathe out
Nothing, oh nothing, but love.

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03.08.2019
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28 thoughts on “a c r o n y m”

  2. Gets up. Gives a standing ovation. This…. This is your strength. So say so so much in such few words. I remember those earlier days when I used to point this strength to you every other day. May your words always be immortal, my poetess :*
    Yes, she breathes out nothing, but only love

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  3. This was beautiful… my sister in law writes this in her cards to me… ‘Nothing but love’… so I associate the line with her… wonderful to read such a poem on Women’s Day… happy women’s day to you!

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