Poem: Anew

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Again, per my therapy and my own design, I’m trying to (roughly) do a five-line poem each day. Also, my therapist made me read the last one aloud to him, which was challenging! I hate doing that.

Anew

he, a leper to himself, turns away
from his shadow, trying to disentangle
and start anew, like a snow leopard
upon the smooth mountain snow,
taking no notice of the steep incline.

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