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p style=”font-family:"”>I love poetry
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p style=”font-family:"”>Am I pretentious enough
Claiming me “poet”
The Tech Savvy Admin
Achieving focus
A few moments of stillness
Hidden from the cold
Early morning thoughts
As I prepare for my day
Focusing my life
This child limping
Long for Jesus’s power
To heal with a touch

The colors of dusk
A crescent moon ascending
Autumnal air brisk

History in bricks
Such elegant stateliness
An autumn sunset

I hear Siouxsie Sioux
Burning ash and destruction
Cities in the dust
The music of the 80s speaks to me. So many memories, pain and joy, anguish and exaltation.
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p style=”font-family:"”>Now I grow weary
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p style=”font-family:"”>Of fixing autocorrect
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p style=”font-family:"”>And its bad choices
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