Poem – Pure of Motive

It’s me, it’s you, it’s they.
A plate of pancakes for love.
Tinsel for warmth.
A cup of coffee for company.
A poem for peace.

A document for freedom.
An ex-patriot’s bias.
Entrapment in a taxi.
Siberian air from the window.
Back in the U.S.A.

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