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Horrendous Epoch

Time is smooth like a bird's chirp drew Hazy but arranged, strength derive. With asked waning, something might blew Time is both blendings where zeal rive. Hissing us all With a sound fall. Dread with dying, but given due flight boundary briefs or contrive. We wish for a quick and fair true can't be found, but thrive to connive Wings are worn out To grasp, must doubt.
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Dietrich Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 8:16 PM
Nice imagery , my friend. You are my last reply for the night. And at last I am all caught up here (for now)
Proxenos Avatar
June 2, 2022 at 9:49 AM
Another gem Lesaad, but especially clever is your last line - To grasp must doubt! excellent poem, hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
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