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Breath Of God

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They say write what you know, but I'm a little fed up with convetion at the moment. I wrote this as a wife, watching her dream marriage fall apart.


The warmth of my pink bedroom wall
that I press my hand to,
in the dark,
ddin't seem so fixed or stark.
My pillows being a feathery pair and all
I'd condescend to them,
'One night,

after I've turned off the light,
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