Apr 7
She tapped into that iron reserve.
Coating herself in it.
Sealing out wind and parasites.
Mummifying herself in a silvery shield.
Nothing could get in,
...nothing out either.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poesie365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
