ordinary people

Free

Dennis Cardiff

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at bay
the demons
of circumstance.
I am free to seek
my destiny

each step
a new beginning;
not directed by lines
upon a folded map
or aging palm

debris,
clutter collected
in determined piles,
returns to ground
once again

your song —
whispered on the wind
descends softly, sweetly;
comforts, in my dreams
forevermore

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