Then, Silence stood among them
and spoke in dreamy tones.
"This is a lovely place."
He fondled Suffering harmlessly,
but still his youth wept;
unsure of why he loved them so dearly.
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At Odds & Loose Ends: A poetry Collection
PoetryPoems new and old that didn't fit into other collections or were out for consideration at the time. All of my loose ends.
