Poem -
A joke
thinking
so spread to a death of living
who passed by
so asked
listening to my death
thinking
so loud to everyone
a silence pause
a next word of life
thinking...
of a breath..
the heart continues
a rhythm establish beat on beats
I am alive
going on to my path
as intended
thinking....
yet there are listeners
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