Non Sense - Poem by Sandra Feldman
Does anything make any Sense?
Life, Death, Us,
The planets, the universe,
The loneliness of the hearts?
Questions with out answers,
The Clouds are just too dense,
For anything in our nano-lives,
To ever make any sense.
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