A Misplaced World

a suitcase packed with secrets

a book seldom read

a broken watch that only shows

the past hours instead

a mirror covered with dust

a path that lays nothing ahead

a broken door colored with use

knocking but no sound is heard

a tree left without a leaf

everything it had has been shed

a place we once called home

left to ruins longing to get repaired

◄ Let me love tomorrow

SOLDIERS OF MERCY ►

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Stephen Atkinson

Tue 11th Jan 2022 20:23

An intriguing little treat

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LEON STOLGARD

Tue 11th Jan 2022 11:44

Brilliant!

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