Poetry Number Something. Jul14 Into the light I soared A dark star From the depths I left After results you profess You ask why I protest To requests And I confess I only came here for the prize. Not to see the world through your eyes. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading...
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