Goodless Fountain by Angelo Iudici

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Sep 2018

Gone the water
Dry the land
Deceased the peace
Grey the hand

The sky is black
The tree is weeping
The fruit has lack
I wish I was dreaming
In darkness I’m trapped

Written by

Angelo Iudici 28/M/New Jersey

(28/M/New Jersey)

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