Lack of life

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In a showery day

Over trespassing fog 

In the lack of the shine

In the lack of the luster

Birds send me paper

Lost doodles in time

Of trust and hope

Of thirst and dust

Of souls in chime

To fulfill my rhyme 

They beg and cry

Lost souls

Lost men

Lost children

Plead in the honor of their time

Plead in the honor of their lack of time

For one last time

They plead and bleed

With promises not to die.


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