Version 2. Still don't know if it's a poem or a song...
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Miracles are interwoven with suffering
in crystalline substance you can see right through
I never claimed to be grand,
I only wanted freedom,
though the cost of that,
the cost can hardly be spoken of
Burdens like chalices
carved by grief
are filled with pestering phantoms
merely bewitched by
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"And those sand blasted miracles,
glimmer in the dream in which I swim..."
I cannot praise poem or song enough. It is better than the 100s of poems I've read in anthologies and poetry journals over the last few months.
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