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Present To Sharpen

Through the good times and bad,
  I held onto my anger

Either happy or sad,
  it was never a stranger

Beginning unto end,
  it would surface quite often

Past and future beguiled
 -the present to sharpen

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2017)


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