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Sacred Place

There you are, my balance-
my old long-distance friend.
I’ve savored every word
in every letter that you sent

Addressed to an off-course wanderer
who’s talent was to roam
Returned at last with calloused soles
to this sacred spot…to home.

Sacred Place

There you are, my balance-
my old long-distance friend.
I’ve savored every word
in every letter that you sent

Addressed to an off-course wanderer
who’s talent was to roam
Returned at last with calloused soles
to this sacred spot…to home.

Becky Aste, 25

Seattle / Lisbon, CT

 
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