Death stalks along dark empty strees And has free access to our homes It shakes us firmly by the hand Most often when alone.
I like this! short but thought prevoking, I Look forward to reading more of your work
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10/22/2024 3:51:39 PM # 1.0.0
I like this! short but thought prevoking, I Look forward to reading more of your work