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Rune Poem III: Ansuz
I am the voice in the wind
that scours clean the
soul, tempest
of
ecstasy,
breath cord of kinship
braiding ancestors and Gods
©
Rebecca Buchanan
Poetic Form: Shape Poem
- Hourglass
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