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'I am'

Michael Harlow

One by one
the doors he

leaves them
ajar, swings
outward the

blue shutters
of the windows
small curls of

sun fall into
the room
Pinned to the

wall his flag
of white paper
staring back

at him, he
sees himself
falling into

the world,
inside the

water hand-
song of his
words, and he

cries out to the
light itself,
today I cannot

sleep because
today for the
first time I

wrote my name
by Christ the
world is a place


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