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coulorfulSmoke
Poems
Apr 2020
last words
“old”
they called him
shriveled up
a lime
Eternity had spoken
and given birth
to time
his final breath
the air escaped
calm and pleasant
as a rhyme
the words exhaled
to his children
“not a single one a dime”.
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25/M/Ottawa
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