spirits is all
we’ve ever wanted
to climb above
seas of shame
above coercive kings
and conscience queens
who’ve lived through
their humility to
fame and wealth
in spiritual things
above it all
to be free
spirits to have
torn loose
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D'accord. But always torn aesthetic Achilles tendons are my problem! Was amused to see the "perhap coincidence" of Ativan in your poem lol. It gets around these days!
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