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The Follower
she was looking for something
direct and clear
something so candid and
distinct
something so particular and
descriptive of her
state, every moment identifying
with what i have once offered
to the gods
to please and appease them
she was looking for that
kind of pain
that inner struggle that sigh
i am at a loss and i say i am sorry
i am reborn and i don't have them anymore.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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