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Antonyme
Poems
Jan 2020
Burned Up
once
the
Stars
are
reduced
to
Ashes
truly,
every
single
thing
will have meant
Nothing
...
Though, its love
its joy
its everything
will
live on
in the vast darkness,
a ripped sail
without a
strong wind
to rip
it
Apart
Written by
Antonyme
14/M/6 feet below
(14/M/6 feet below)
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,
Jamadhi Verse
,
REY
,
Fawn
and
E Bhrรจagha
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