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The Empty Well
No words are coming this week The well is dry as a boneMaybe because I am emptyThe surface appears swept awayLike the pioneer’s deserted cabinWith tumbleweeds rolling by The constant never-ending droughtHas leeched the hopes of recoveryToo many days of painToo many disappointing roadsThe roof is finally caving inOver my head There may have been…
Treasures Along the Way 