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A Torn Poem
A Torn Poem
When the storms of life are through
and the calm of age descends
as from skies now blue,
the jagged edges of our pain,
but by time and wear blunted,
are memories we look back on,
detached reflection
papering over the scars.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.03.23
Prompt: Write a torn poem.
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