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Contributor: Bruce Mundhenke

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No longer greatly pleased by things
That I can touch,
Or I can hold,
I strive to see the unseen
In those things
That I am shown.
I long for something greater
Than past idols I have known.
I sense an end,
Or change is waiting,
Not far down the road.
I will watch,
And wait,
And hope,
To see what will unfold.

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Bruce writes poetry and short fiction. He lives in a small town in Illinois with his wife and their dog and cat.


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