Buon Giorno

A Poem by Xanthous Crow

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Hello,

Hi,

Wave,

Goodbye -

I can't express,

The thoughts,

I have,

In,

My head.

Hello,

Bye,

We'll all

Die -

Eventually.

Quick,

Slow,

Who am I to know?

I can't tell you

The words

I have

For anything.

And then

They die.

© 2013 Xanthous Crow

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Added on March 6, 2013
Last Updated on March 6, 2013

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Xanthous Crow

Mount Erebus, Antarctica

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