Snippit of my poem.
The following is a snippit of a poem
that I wrote that is included in my book.
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"How swollen are our hearts
when the sun goes down
into desolate night.
Come morning,
everything we bare
has learned to expire on its own."
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I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
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