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Laden With Iron


I, a universal soul.
Lost in the maze of pain.
Muddled in a foggy rain, walked I, in self and fell.
Forgotten by the vain.

Where the sun shines,
tweeks the power of life.
A flower, ‘midst my soil, calls.
I cringe, aghast at caustic, cruel laws.
Forgotten by the vain.

Arose Pegasus, soothing my scorched eyes.
Thrashing ‘gainst constricting ties.
He kicked and bit, on toward the sky.
Above the homes and commerce he’d fly.
For freedom was so close.
We knew.

The Mystery Valiant

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