Mood and Brood
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They claim my words are rather rude
My ink is refined human sense
My presence will bolster the brood
They claim my words are rather rude
Faults thrive in reed and grasslands dense
Through every gloomy, dampen mood
They claim my words are rather rude
My ink is refined human sense
Written: October 03, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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