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      Right-Wrong-Thing


One moment, she calms
Eyes closed to the world
Her lips grow a frown
Her brow starts to furrow
She captures a breath
Holds it hard ‘gainst its will
Smothers her cry
And wonders still

It’s a question of potential
That never has a chance
Her mind asks what would happen
If you took a different stance
She curls up in silence
Tries to hide the guilt
And accepts the warm-armed offer
Of a tattered family quilt

When built for love it hurts too much
To drive that love away
And now a late night shadow
Follows hard at height of day
But trust tomorrow’s coming
And wait for hope to spring
From the bittersweet regret/relief
Of the right wrong thing

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