Form
Quatrain #853:
FORM
Feel how time heals the wounds that slash,
Opt cheer that fills our fleeting flesh;
Reach for fond thrills that bring new form,
Meet a stern will that oomph each dash.
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Leon Enriquez
04 April 2018
Singapore
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