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First Felt
I know what it means to me. This almost went into the 'Pieces of Infity ' folder.
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First Felt
j. hobbs

early spring sun
coming august pears,
a long lost beacon
found on south stairs

new found heat
on skin bare,
feet exposed
at the lion’s lair

amidst turmoil
in early morning still,
the soul stays loyal
and drinks its fill

early spring sun
ceases the tear's cares,
a forgotten deacon
found on south stairs
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