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Holy
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Emma Salinas
"A poem about people-pleasing and burden-bearing."
The angel smiles,
Its face warm and cheerful,
Its eyes empty.
It is a blessing to serve,
So do not offer thanks.
Simply doing good is more than enough.
I do not have needs.
I want what you want.
As long as you are happy, I am happy.
The angel wants to close its eyes
But there are too many.
There is always too much.
What is joy,
What is rest,
To the hollow vessel of light?
The angel disappears,
Moving yet onward
To the next.
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