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Cowardice

COWARDICE            
I hold no grudges with the future 
The terrestrials defines my remorse
And the magma could only solitice
My definite threads and shorouk’s 
Are an adventurous comfort

Rising in the mamons
And defying my being
Only to stretch to the successes

Sad

The artificial
And what then would the golds bring
Sweetness, happiness, rejoicing

Am an astitute

But mine is pure glimpse
Abnormal but obvious 
I still consider the Tetracks  
Am so, so sorry to say but
I wish they will still be part of this….

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Beata Agustin

Date: 10/26/2024 10:55:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.