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Of Ashen Mind by Edward J Davis

Unfound along breath’s existence,
Heart of none, exhausted blank
Deaden to hopes, black holes gnashing pit
Love lays slaughtered amongst sanity’s skin
Truth bare, broken hearted growls.

Tree of life bends now tree of death,
Will for one, all for naught.
When will arid soul give way to soaring rains?

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