End Of The Writings Poem by Alexander Keli Mutua

End Of The Writings



We'll stop when the stop or advance. Who are we talking about here? There are many who their interest revolve upon this the earth inhabitants, the space inhabitants, the heavens and the ones within the core of earth. Where do I belong in all this pivot of interest that never seems to balance the depth of my soul. Passion and dissatisfy that's written, spoken and withheld within life and death.

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