Unoccupied Virtues

November 17, 2009
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What has triggered
This lethal emotion?
This strike of suspicion
Has taken over

Perhaps it was
The circulating scent of cinnamon
That I endured each day

Or the paralysis of laughter
They so often fell into
Vexed by her odious giggle

I’m only certain that
Our loyalty is ablaze
We are only protected be
A shield of obligation

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