Poetic Justice

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Exiled. Walking on rope.
Priceless life. Pain unyielding.I
never expected to flee water.

Why do men personalize?
The moon is divided by the tall trees.
Memory collects the leaves.

A stunning rise, You
are building yourself brick by brick.
The perseids will come verbatim.

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