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Words spoken By Men As Provoking They Are Echo In The Sky Wide And Blue Till They Reach The Doves Far Up They Convey Despair Dark And Emotionelss Now Look Carefully At The Sunset See How The Doves Dissappear With It? Listen To The River Too See How It Keeps Silent At The Same Time The Code Of Life Exists Within Every Being And Love Stands Still With Every Travesty Centuries Old Bell's Toll At The High Hour Bee's Bumble Yet No Honey Is Our Spheriod Leaning Towards Doom?
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Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 3:46 PM UTC
A Prelude To Doom
Words spoken By Men As Provoking They Are Echo In The Sky Wide And Blue Till They Reach The Doves Far Up They Convey Despair Dark And Emotionelss Now Look Carefully At The Sunset See How The Doves Dissappear With It? Listen To The River Too See How It Keeps Silent At The Same Time The Code Of Life Exists Within Every Being And Love Stands Still With Every Travesty Centuries Old Bell's Toll At The High Hour Bee's Bumble Yet No Honey Is Our Spheriod Leaning Towards Doom?
A poem that seems to question things and asks is the end near?
kamva
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19/M/South Africa
Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 3:46 PM UTC
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