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Sep 2020
I look to the left,
Nothing left.
The right ,
nothing done right.
dreams all gone dent
cascades of the event,
hurts my wounded Saul
once again breaking broken bones
though they are bygones
they left the future dark
Like Noah built the ark
from scratch ,
I'll rebuilt.
Written by
Kapino Kelvin
72
 
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