Bohemian Thoughts

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(Bohemian thoughts during the pandemic but written later)

Never shall I forget the trees

 the ocean and the barging of the wind

 the sweet lil ladybird that would sit on myfingertip.

 I shall never, I shall never. 


 Never shall I forget the wind 

that swept me off my feet

 or the midnight moon staring at me 

asking for a kiss, to shoo the nightmares. 

I shall never. Oh, I shall never. 


 Never shall I forget the cries of the pains

 of agony, of death, or shudders of loneliness.

 Never shall I forget the cries for help

 the cries that dies, and lies on the grave.

 I shall never, 'cause I can't.

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