Drych

A Poem by Ray

I outstretch an arm,

I extend my hand, and in turn

It reaches back to me.

Its movement is gradual,

Its nature benevolent.

In spite of this

I slap it away.

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Added on April 23, 2022
Last Updated on April 23, 2022

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