All Those that Wander

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All Those that Wander

Upon some road
With some light
Some place
I should have never been
Never lived
But I am
Living, Breathing
Hurting, Bleeding
Bloody, Bad
Touching, Healing
Loving, Feeling
Looking, Searching
Giving, Teaching
Never Preaching
Only care
So much as to share
To share
The dark path
That I have cut to light
I fall
You walk on my bones
To a greater place
This is love.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

oumo’s Poems (6)

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Perfect Candle 1
All Those that Wander 0
In Love 1
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