Kerouac Lives - 317 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Kerouac Lives - 317
Rating: ★5.0
The death of me came
When my heart had lost
Its now-dying soul
Wednesday, August 7, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: death,lost
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8/29/2026 6:59:49 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
I hear you kerouac Bravo! ! ! ! !
LeeAnn, THX so very much for continuing to inspire and motivate me! That is what poet friends do!