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Hopeful Requiem

A poem

I spill my words
As a maple drops its leaves

Angst takes on letters as death changes color
I add humor and wit, turning it over and over

And the soles of my feet press down
Branding loss into the ground



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Mary Hood

Born twice, I die daily. Serious about Jesus. What I write you may not want to read. Okay. I write what I believe and what I learn from others, just like you.