Feb 2018
We look at them
And smile at their brilliance,
Do the stars look at us
And weep for our miseries?
And smile at their brilliance,
Do the stars look at us
And weep for our miseries?
I am gone
And now wish to be forgotten.
( There was chaos to clean
Now I will read.)
And now wish to be forgotten.
( There was chaos to clean
Now I will read.)
