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Wounded Bluntness
Wounded Bluntnessby Michael DoyleIt seems cliché, by revealing,When we talk about our covert feelings,That even writers aren’t sure what’s good.It’s well enough hoping to be understood.The personal is what others find compelling.Otherwise, just what is it that you’re revealing?That is, … Continue reading
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A Road of Traveled Story
A Road of Traveled Storyby Michael DoyleThis universe isn’t made of cosmic dustThough we all depend on God as we mustThis universe is a road of traveled gloryEach of us has our own part in this storyGiven our roles, we … Continue reading
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