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Curtain call, by Britta Benson

Bit of a short offering, today. A little life poem. All summed up nicely in a few lines. Hey presto!

Curtain call

I think so blue,

I live red, black, red,

my heart, still green,

my soul a shred, a shard,

the jawbone of a whale,

the end of a rainbow’s beginning,

a weaving, a constant threading,

criss-cross I,

try and try again, try.


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