Chris Schleier, Jr. Poems

That was then
Here am I:
Never there again.
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I stand amidst a turbulent storm

inside my soul.
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What is lost is never gone.

It is hidden well with care,
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The time is now, against the tears,

to garner up the valor:
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Who are we without another?
A query of the soul to bother....
Who's a man without his brother?
An infant girl without her mother?
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O, birds of the trees
and mice of the hills

on the wings of the breeze
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Captivation will not be.

Certainly, it is not me.
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O tears, what you behold

in terms of force and power
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When passing through the path ahead

fall not into your fears.
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Leave behind a lasting mem'ry

in the world when you depart;
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