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Great Spirit
August 30, 2011
I know
You've got it all scripted down.
Won't let me, don't let me drown.
Buy your native's fighting the foreigners
And I'm living broken promises
And empty corners.
Reassurances pass on the wind
From a fire-bright, love-seeking friend.
You have armistices to break
And they're all lined up in wait.
But tonight you let the sunsets slide,
Fire, whispers, colors, sighs,
A midnight cry to a wide-open sky,
And you let his toes press into my back
While I pray for everlasting light.
© Trenton O., Highland, UT
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