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In the Night Mirror

by Rebecca Givens Rolland

Blunt the axe, carve out the weapon: make the war good.
What starts in the mind stays in the mind for good.

A pearl from my necklace, dropped string: you noticed
nothing. War on, you strung up promises, none good.

Middle of the night, packed bags: no man travels simply.
In spooled hours, I breathed you in: weightless, good. Continue reading

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