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Face in the Sun

He sees his face
in the sun,
by angels
with bandages
on their wrists,
and blood on
their white wings.

He hears their hymns
bouncing off
the walls that
enclose him.
They reach his ears
and soothe him.
He has fresh

on both his wrists.
He wonders
what is their
message?  Is
the blood on their
wings part of
the blood he
lost last night?

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