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--></style></head><body lang=EN-US link=blue vlink="#954F72" style='word-wrap:break-word'><div class=WordSection1><p class=MsoNormal>Watch out, the poem may wrap in the e-mail client.</p><p class=MsoNormal>so far the below verse is free-form while the chorus is mostely iambic.</p><p class=MsoNormal>These are actually lyrics to a song with slight modifications.</p><p class=MsoNormal>The content is indicative of an event that hurt so bad that those involved will never be free of the pain.</p><p class=MsoNormal>The end indicates that despite our tortured souls we dont have to fear, our end is coming soon andwith it the promise of forgiveness and relief.</p><p class=MsoNormal>A redemption story?</p><p class=MsoNormal> </p><p class=MsoNormal>[Verse1]</p><p class=MsoNormal>Words from the waste-land, burned deep into my soul.</p><p class=MsoNormal>Spectors, formless spectors, just spectors, nothing whole</p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>[chorus1]</p><p class=MsoNormal>the Headless Woman Cri-ed, Sightless Eyes beHold.</p><p class=MsoNormal>the Nighttime Shadows Rise, to Warn of Fate unTold.</p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>[Verse2]</p><p class=MsoNormal>The spectors punish and taunt, cursing gendered rolls.</p><p class=MsoNormal>guilty,they found me guilty, and cast as man unwhole</p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>[Chorus2]</p><p class=MsoNormal>the Headless Woman Cri-ed, SightlessEyes beHold.</p><p class=MsoNormal>the Nighttime Shadows Sighed, to Find a Heart so Cold.</p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>[Verse3]</p><p class=MsoNormal>this midnight journeys tale, this tongue of fire's told.</p><p class=MsoNormal>nears its destined end, despite grim furies hold.</p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>[Chorus3]</p><p class=MsoNormal>the Headless Woman Cri-ed, Sightless Eyes illumed.</p><p class=MsoNormal>"non timebo mala", Years Pluck us From our Doom.</p><p class=MsoNormal>EndOfPoem:</p><p class=MsoNormal>Richard R. Thomas (Rick USA)</p><p class=MsoNormal>Sent from <a href="https://go.microsoft.com/fwlink/?LinkId=550986">Mail</a> for Windows</p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p></div></body></html>