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compassion

babes to the trail we all are

poetry

shining the boots of the
devil taught me how

to hold my tongue and
understand
that
perception is relative

and babes to the trail
we all are

and the wind is at
our fronts

i have compassion for
the honest ones
yet we are all
alone.

October 3, 2013 David X. Hugo Tagged compassion, devil, empathy, perception, poem, Poems, poetry Leave a comment
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