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Loss is like a river You stand in it always And feel it against your skin Warm, cold and invisible Rising and falling But you can never hold it in your hands
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Dec 26, 2017
Dec 26, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC
Loss
Loss is like a river You stand in it always And feel it against your skin Warm, cold and invisible Rising and falling But you can never hold it in your hands
21. December 2017 A short little poem I wrote a few days ago.
johanna-magdalena
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Dec 26, 2017
Dec 26, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC
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