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TO LIFE, by            
First Line: You may ruthlessly wound me, leaving me
Last Line: And where is poverty?
Subject(s): Life

You may ruthlessly wound me, leaving me stripped of my pride,
With promises later denied
You may render me insecure, fearful of days that must be
Lurking, waiting for me.
But burning in me are things that never shall pass,
The wild, sweet smell of strawberries in deep June grass,
The jewelled flash of a humming bird, skimming the light,
And restless, wintry Orion, striding the night.
Take all but these from me,
And where is poverty?

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