<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427039" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Hurt a Dove</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hurt a dove<br>She landed on my sill<br>With wings of glorious heaven</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She covered me with acceptance<br>Legitimacy<br>Made me feel family</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her soft voice volatile<br>Her pain exposed<br>Incantations of delicate identity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I seen her tears<br>I spoke of them<br>She flew away wounded</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I call and call but she is gone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joseph+Narusiewicz">Joseph Narusiewicz</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427039" data-title="I Hurt a Dove de Joseph Narusiewicz" data-description="I hurt a dove She landed on my sill With wings of glorious heaven She covered me with acceptance Legitimacy Made me feel family Her soft voice volatile Her pain exposed Incantations of delicate identity I seen her tears I spoke of them She flew..."></div> </div> </div>

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