Godfrey Torrance Biography

If it were to be, I will never know Who knows what it will be
Who knows —
What will happen to me?
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It’s an imminent improbability
An ancient civilization altered to become
Something of ambiguously dissimilar personality
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Time spent
Days end
Moving to a dark place
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Darkness covers the sky
Caressing the stars with an ever prominent blackness
Trees whistling in the soft breeze, singing songs of pureness.
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An impeccable form of beauty
not surpassed by another
Eyes as blue as the sky
On a clear spring day
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