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Mole
October 6, 2018 at 8:47 pm (
Poems
) (
darkness
,
heart
,
Mole
,
soul
)
The mole so blindly pushes dirt
To find the light. And oh, it hurt
To stand in darkness and in fear
Of losing heart: to be unclear
Of where to dig and plant my soul
I need a place to be a mole.
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