Broken Shadows Song

https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2018/03/24/wordle-344/

Distant music draws

Holy veil over night;

Stills its spinning dish—

That barely discerned

Hum before rain;

Strums silvered strings

‘Mid silky-brushed patter—

A haunting balm’d song

Which can’t fully soften

Pain’s sharp-toothed truth

As it saturates souls

Already lost at birth;

And shields like a sieve

Their broken shadows—

Soaked through, stumbling

‘Neath street lamps…

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