Fragile Is The Flesh - Poem by Sandra Feldman
We are all addicted to something,
Mostly Not Ourselves,
It is amazing how most people,
Tend to destroy themselves.
Fragile is the Flesh,
And the Mind too.
We are mostly made of mesh,
Where All, but pain goes thru.
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