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The Solitude of the Hours

(Where Dust Swirled At Her Feet)

written by: Korliss Sewer


You have signed my death warrant in crimson.  I awake with hands fisted


for grace that is always out of reach.  Some of us were not meant to bleed.

Korliss Sewer

Korliss Sewer

I'm a poet from the Pacific Northwest who sees the world through rose-colored bifocals.
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