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ILLUMINATION BY CONTRAST
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JOURNAL # 41 though Plath I am not
darkness I have become
a centrifuge of light dissolved
into a puddle of self reflection
Pandora had her hope
to save her empty box
from the vile things that came before
I have but age and experience
to guide me through society's inflictions
sleeping emphasis awaken
proffer your formidable grace
swing the tempest of fate
ere closer my way
tune your tender ear
to the very cries of my plea
such servitude of spirit silently it would seem
continuously beckons me.....
(March 26, 2014 1030pm)
