Poem -
no pretense
it is more
than
every horror
known
to be now
this
alone
when
the simple
warmth
ofÂ
human touch
is percieved
as cold
asÂ
stone
when
the sky
makes
no pretense
at blue
is forevermore
last breaths
of you
then
it is
more
than every
horror
known
to be now
this
alone
M P 14/1/22
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Indeed the world can lose its potency and become a cold place of existence with grief â¤ď¸ Heartbreaking to read yet so true for so many xxxxÂ
Indeed it can Gwen, and it has. Hi love...sorry for my delay in responding...be in touch very soon...and thankyou my friend đ