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Hoods
Childhood
Winds may blow harshly
Roots persist beneath the storm
We remain ourselves.
Adulthood
Light on the horizon
Path unshadowed by others
I am my own guide.
Elderhood
In the mirror, strength
Reflection of courage true
Voice of liberty.
Winds may blow harshly
Roots persist beneath the storm
We remain ourselves.
Adulthood
Light on the horizon
Path unshadowed by others
I am my own guide.
Elderhood
In the mirror, strength
Reflection of courage true
Voice of liberty.
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Author's Note
Unhood
Thoughts flow freely
Boundless as the open sky
No one can constrain.
Thoughts flow freely
Boundless as the open sky
No one can constrain.
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Today 11:31am
The final chapter is when the hood of the coffin closes on us. Peace to you PAR. A righteous poem.
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