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In Between: séadna
Perhaps there is no in between; it’s either pitch black or light. You inch forward or slip backwards, fight each turn of day to night imagining in fierce battle you will lose your coward’s mask. Believing in some great reward, … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, battle, black and white, fighting, gray, illusion, Irish verse forms, poetic forms, séadna, winning
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