Tag: poetry society
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7 am. I woke up under the bridge; Smiled and strolled down, on grinding lane. 2 am. I woke up Sat up, all night long Wondering why in the abundance Of life, I can’t steal a smile. Then I realized…
7 am. I woke up under the bridge; Smiled and strolled down, on grinding lane. 2 am. I woke up Sat up, all night long Wondering why in the abundance Of life, I can’t steal a smile. Then I realized…