Apr 2018
A dying flower
in a garden
filled
with roses,
nor
the sun
or water
cared
to bother.
When
the petals
slowly
fall
to the
ground
it
will be
long
lost
and
forgotten
in a garden
filled
with roses,
nor
the sun
or water
cared
to bother.
When
the petals
slowly
fall
to the
ground
it
will be
long
lost
and
forgotten
We may be well-known throughout the world and have many followers, but one day when we fall apart, we will be in the past of the present. Hopefully, just hopefully not forgotten.
(F)
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