SavagesA Poem by JRStood in the rain, let it wash over me, caress my naked skin with rivulets of water and something that sounded as thunder made me run my history realize I had everything right now to be happy… anything more is a want, not a need, so we are all savages of greed especially me. © 2020 JR |
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Added on May 24, 2020 Last Updated on May 24, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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