Sorrow ?
Forget it now.
You are a passing ghost,
Eat your kin like I taught you to
And rise.
~1/1/25 EH ©
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Word count - 19
Happy new year once again !
This is a Cinquain Poem !
A cinquain is a five-line poem consisting of twenty-two syllables: two in the first line, then four, then six, then eight, and then two syllables again in the last line.
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