Intha4restofthurnigh Poem by sean north

Intha4restofthurnigh



U$e say it was a bed
Of our own

making?

yet whens we's climbed in
Ya's bEd, w3 was sorley

mistaken.

U$3 playhey; d with a soul
hoped never

awaken.




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wIthOuT. EVEN a 'gRowL'.? fR0m aYa.thA.hugh! nEw 'tHing.? '

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