an abundance of endings

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i am bent but never broken

hollow but never empty

spent but never lacking

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my song is a march

and my step is a rhyme

my heart is a lark

and my hands are sublime

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pain curls inside my pocket

a worry stone of wait

busy fingers

burnished hope

polished imperfection

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i am magic without chant

gypsy without wandering

woman without definition

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i am bent but never broken

hollow but never empty

spent but never lacking

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A poem a day for 30 days, in honor of National Poetry Month. Day 21
I’m participating in NaPoWriMo, and Writer’s Digest Poem a Day Challenge.

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