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A Poet's Fall(1)

by Natar

Descending and pretending I’m flying when I’m falling no memories no remedies I’m crying Fear in it’s greatest hour I cower As I fall As I scrawl Oh how the poet turned sour

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Published: Aug 13, 2018
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