| Brand new tears part the foliage of my ancient fears. I declare my worth, so pure and simple, to my inner being; conveying void no longer valid. Accepting who I am: A gentle hand No demands or needs fill of fool me. ©Anthony W. Pahl and Danila 06 August 1998 |
Danila, my friend, fellow patient and poet and I wrote this poem as a joint effort. We called ourselves “Partners in ©rhyme”
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