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First Principles: How Long Must I Struggle With Anguish In My Soul, With Sorrow In My Heart Every Day? How Long Will My Enemy Have the Upper Hand?
“How long must I struggle with anguish in my soul, with sorrow in my heart every day? How long will my enemy have the upper hand?” – Psalm 13:2
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Tagged Anguish, Enemy, Every Day, First Principles, Heart, Long, Psalm 13:2, Sorrow, Soul, Struggle, Upper Hand
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Nostalgia For Guantanamo
Next on the series of challenges for Na/GloPoWriMo Day 11 is to write a poem pertinent to places of origin. It seems to me that regardless of place of birth or my history of Hawai’i and California, the place that … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
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