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Writer's pictureMelinda St. Clair

Asunder

When all is laid asunder

What hope and beauty will I see When all is gone

that once felt strong

Who will I stand to be


Will I reach out hands and hold up others Will I be the best of me When swell subsides meet my own eyes Will I like what shows back at me


From me to you What's real What's true As it all burns down what will we do

arms hands holding a sparkler in dim evening light

Photo credit Asunder

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