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a spark all a gentle

this night seeks

the quiet profound

seconds circle back

for yet another surrenderous visit

untroubled are their stories to be told

but for one unwakable lullaby

sung by a small boy's voice

traumatized by childhood abuse

leaning into the pain a little more

the words come solemnly

out into the harshness of the light

they are for some

parchment put to fire

no language can ever truly be written

in the flames

but hopefully love

can help the scarred owner

walk through

and absolve the past

of its hold

on such pain..............

(written April 29, 2003 11pm)