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Stillness

By Randy Gibson   

Be still my friend,
for in that void of action,
a new you is transposed.
Chained to betrayal;
It is chiseled murdurously,
upon wood and stone.
It bleeds;
Frothy resentment encroaches steadily.
In that moment,
the transformation from broken,
to withered whore,
is complete.

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