short poem (Remove filter)
: After :
The only thing that is left,
After people die.
Is an essence all bereft,
Of every earthly lie.
Friday 7th July 2023 8:09 am
short poem (Remove filter)
The only thing that is left,
After people die.
Is an essence all bereft,
Of every earthly lie.
Friday 7th July 2023 8:09 am
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