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Apr 2023
Read these words
Read them well

In these words
I do tell

My legacy
Is scribed you'll see

When I die
What's left of me

Are words of feelings
Failings, pain

And triumphs rising
Smiles again

Hearts so touched
The touched returned

Loves forever
And bridges burned

When I drift off
In endless sleep

These words I've sowed
Are yours to reap
Sharing poems is very personal but I think often that it may be the only way to not disappear completely.
Michael Murphy
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Michael Murphy  United States
(United States)   
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