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Ophies
Poems
Jan 2018
Napping
I need to harvest life's rewards
Before the harvester harvest's me
No one but cowards can afford
To harvest life so infrequently
How illness can so sharply halter
As distance tends to put asunder
Poetry and medication
Have led to total desperation
So as my days continue to number
The chaotic clock of daytime slumber
My life will never be complete
All sorrows sleeping, yet still no peace
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Ophies
18/M/California
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