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Broken Wings
Not alive enough to die…
lost between a heartbeat
and the bitter end
His spirit wept for
tomorrow
and for yesterday
Mourning all the
buried visions
-of what might have been
(The New Room: September, 2022)
lost between a heartbeat
and the bitter end
His spirit wept for
tomorrow
and for yesterday
Mourning all the
buried visions
-of what might have been
(The New Room: September, 2022)
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Broken Wings
Broken Wings