May 18
If I die, let it be quick.
If I die, let it be spick.
If I die, let it be known,
That if I hadn't, I might have flown.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poesía365 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...
