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Shot from sheath
Of Mother I beseech
To seek an other
Sister Brother Lover
To bequeath
My heart in starting to
Discover who
I be in parts imparting
All my best and worst
Of riven drivening of currents
Cursed so needy thirst
To find in kind of mind
Some peace to bank my soul
Within the harbour
You bestow in ring
Of arm dis-arming me
At last that I might be
Set free…

©K Barr

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