BaseA Poem by JRLike any ghost once this owned bones, it drank it laughed, it danced, sang and moaned like all things it grew weary of its body, like all things sewn from ashes, back to ashes it will go, base elements of flame, sea breath, and stone. © 2020 JR |
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1 Review Added on June 6, 2020 Last Updated on June 6, 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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