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“The wound is the place where the Light enters you” – Rumi

I enter the womb to release

rejection. Love sings through blood

to churn this muddied river. Her mother

was a bastard-child born into hunger

fed on want and the dust of lies

but she gave me the name Truth

forgetting what I would remember

to wash the film of hate

Indifference is a rip

-tide. Despair, the sandy

floor. Light is the sky

of the heart and I rock

my body

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