kevin nettar Poems

Though not mine,
1000 voices squeezed my psyche.
Stains of solitude crushed me to wine,
Life turned bitter, gloomy filled with ache.
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It's a beautiful state of mind
The shining moon and the twinkling stars
seems to embrace each other
Love happens with one who comes
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The grueling summer had passed away
A breezy winter evening was it when
I had a walk to remember
To a place merely 5 miles away
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