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Another wintry dawn, another day

Of searching for enough to eat, before

The darkness and the ice return to claw

My mind, and steal my life away.

Alone upon the rooftop ridge I sit

Aware that any second I could die

Mauled by a cat or pierced by eagle's eye

Yet unobserved  by those who daily flit

Below me, without compunction or concerns

For anything that does not meet their need,

For shattered bodies as they sate their greed

Careless while the world contorts and burns.

Everything seems poised to take my life

Yet your love lifts me up above the strife.

Brian Hick February 2014

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