“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
Alone With The Poppies
An early autumn day,
I’ll never forget
There amongst the poppies,
A sun starting to set
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Searching - A Friend of Mine
Walking quietly, crying silently, my mind blank as the unstoppable pain burns from the inside...
The cold air mingles, while my body trembles, my breath releases and does a dance in front of my eyes
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