Do You Peek At Blind Justice?

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Don’t you put your finger

on the scale

with the feather

‘gainst mine own heart?

In life, the push and pull

Aren’t you wind at my back?

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Or rather was it right from the start…?

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Don’t you peek

at blind justice,

Intuition all your own?

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“Unfolding” as it were

so serious in its tone, all the while

Winking at the world.

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Well I wink back at love

For Love is what You are

Destroyed upon the wheel of Time

Adorned in Golden Horror

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Wear it proudly, your armor

Reader, you earn it every breath

But remember that

The armorer

Is the Love You Could Not Stand

©2023 Stephen Rains, by means of soul-shitting