Not dying here
so have no fear
my mind has filled with rust
shed no tears
have a beer
my poetry, a bust
I'm free and clear
far and near
words turn unto dust
poems may appear
as cavalier
I've just got to
re-adjust
Jun 14, 2019
Jun 14, 2019 at 12:12 PM UTC
Not dying here
so have no fear
my mind has filled with rust
shed no tears
have a beer
my poetry, a bust
I'm free and clear
far and near
words turn unto dust
poems may appear
as cavalier
I've just got to
re-adjust
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