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By John I. Blair

Angerís cruel beast
Maims all
If I donít seize the reins
When first it rears.

Angerís burning glass
Magnifies pains,
Casts harsh glare
On the worst of fears.

Better far for me
To be a healing pool,
Let anger fall in,
Never to be seen again.

©2004 John I. Blair  

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