collins annor Poems

We keep vigil,
But there is no eagle to see where the sunset,
Either from the middle or from our sad giggles
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As I lay, sequestrated by loneliness; with my future bleak and my thrive unknown
I awake wishing to feel the timeless; the cuddle of a mother, but greeted by the glints from a sun shone
Without the love of a father; emptiness is the song of my feverish body, am living as a clone.
I see my shine in further, and ugly birds in circled flight, and the whirl in the wind blown.
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