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Poetry Corner LET HIS MERCY BE YOUR CORE
8:00 am CDT September 20, 2019

Marcia Horan

New Lenox resident

We store our hurts like music from an old 45 rpm.

Bring them out of dusty storage to replay over and over again.

Their music reminds us of bitter sorrow and the anger that we bear.

Their melody causes the reliving of the feelings that we wear,

This can’t be good for our body, for our soul, and for our mind.