Memories
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Of Memory
Just a poem… Sordid tongues that hiss bored regret. Singing songs of the infinite. Through tempered eyes; windowed souls. I see infinity: Embossed in coal. But before we fly on these weathered sails, So brightly binded and post-impaled. Remember youth beneath the sun, Of slighted years: Those sordid tongues. And in hateful times, slipped broken… Continue reading
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