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TEARS TO WASH THE WORLD ANEW

I have cried
Many tears
For the world
(&, yes, sometimes
tears for me)
I
The incapable
I
(Maybe
Wrong more often
Then
I want
To believe)
Live a hope
That sometimes
These tears
May wash away
Our blindness
And see ourselves
As we really are
Good
Beneath this stain
Of magnificent
Damage

© B. W. Reed (November 29th, 2009 – The 1st day of Advent)

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