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old willow
Poems
Aug 2020
rain solitary
People say I'm a rock.
Sitting here, I wait, not knowing who.
My heart ached, like ink drop in water.
The rain glow over eastern gate,
defeaning the sorrowful people.
Downed in solitary,
the muffle cannot shatter my loneliness.
#solitary
#sorrow
#solitude
#alone
#rain
#heart
#sad
#people
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