Tears burn my eyes, Wetting the deserts, Which have for so long remained dry that, It feels almost peculiar to feel the wetness, ... Read full text
heart burns. we are left with remains. simple and sweet. Try reading my poems.
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2/28/2026 4:15:16 AM # 1.0.0
heart burns. we are left with remains. simple and sweet. Try reading my poems.