So many poems scrapped
So many verses buried
No light shall ever touch them now
No clouds to bear witness
The world will forever be blind to their existence
Gone but not forgotten
Deleted but not dead
They are reminders.
So many poems scrapped
So many verses buried
No light shall ever touch them now
No clouds to bear witness
The world will forever be blind to their existence
Gone but not forgotten
Deleted but not dead
They are reminders.
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