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Jun 2020
And in the end
it didn't last
the past did outrun
the present

so without a future
our minds turned away
from a life that seemed worth living

the gift stopped it's giving
and two pawns moved away
to either side
of the chessboard

both we shrugged it off
fates hands did the moving
and afterwards
nothing left
and no one's right

Oh my soul
is now living on
teaspoons of love
teaspoons of love
only
teaspoons of love
Raffael Delacroix
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Raffael Delacroix  M
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