Blast Poem by Troy Cochran

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My soul has soared
where my mind has sagged.

My eyes have scorned
where my heart has lagged.

The trail goes home
but my pants have snagged.

Time is stoned
and the wind is ragged.

Wednesday, February 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven,immortality,journeys,love
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