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The Evangelist 

Quagmired in stagnant bogs,

Eons old

And motionless

The cattails stand

Where no wind blows

When—meadow born—

A redwing lights

On solitary reed,

Proclaiming joyously

The news!

“I HAVE BEEN FREEEEEEEEEED!”

 © Margaret Longenecker Been

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