Old Broken Man (poem)

I'm just an old broken man
Who came the long way
Who went the wrong way and
Fell apart looking for
The counterpart
To my heart

I crossed the dirty river
I breathed.... the dark
The dust that buried me
In the time I stood
For a moment
Born again.... still
Paralyzed in the beauty lost
To the passing vengeance
Like a faded wrinkled
Photographic
Memory
I stood
Strong in the wind
Refusing counterfeit

(started 2006Au26Sa, 1:13am EST/DST/atomic watch time):

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