Tag: poets
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-‘ Somber
oh forgive me in time for your matrona son is still teething on blessings, forgotten cracked ceilings of the church where I prayed for my health – – –
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Viscous ‘+
oh the shore of excuses or sure the feeling of leaving myself in the drought though I ought to be leaving the land where I first met thyself + + +
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The Lyric of a Shared Winter
The weary traveler wrote for a grey knitted coat that she wore one day She made her home in the snow and for the winter she wrote for the warmth of May The romantics of life yet burdened by strife, that which made her shy In an old red cafe she left the thoughts of […]
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