20.11.23
Birth was a blank slate
In its infant state
Much like a virgin page
Till the first bits of blood and gore
Followed by streams of tears
Made the starting blemish
And at death's door
We find a rainbow of experiences
With only whispers
Of an original white page
~RC
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365
Puisi365 days of poetry A/N This is a continuation because Wattpad has a 200 chapter limit on books and the year has 365 days.
