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JaxSpade
Poems
Feb 2019
Footsteps
A small wind blew over my doldrum skin
As I laid there in erosion
Withering back to the dust I came from
Each day another break from my face
Another shed of human remains
Is giving into the future
The creeping take of time
Follows behind the sun in a cosmic circle
The rise of morning
The fall of night
My blood flows through the encounter of life
I stay here breathing more destiny
Inside my coffin of fate
I'm still unsure of where am I
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I'm still unsure of where am I
Inside my coffin of fate
I stay here breathing more destiny
My blood flows through the encounter of life
The fall of night
The rise of morning
Follows behind the sun in a cosmic circle
The creeping take of time
Is giving into the future
Another shed of human remains
Each day another break from my face
Withering back to the dust I came from
As I laid there in erosion
A small wind blew over my doldrum skin
#palindrome
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