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Resting With What Hurts
A figure slumped beside the road,
a heap of ash and thread.
No face, no shape, just heavy cloth,
and eyes that looked half-dead.
“Who are you?” asked the wrinkled one,
with voice both calm and kind.
“I’m Sadness,” said the shape, half-formed,
“the one all try to bind.”
“They turn from me,” the figure said,
“as if I bring disease.
They smile too wide, deny the weight,
pretending th...
Monday 30th June 2025 12:39 pm
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