It was the beautiful weather that started the month
but madness and wrath wrapped the day.
Have you heard it?
Have you seen it?
The cries of the powerless.
The voice of the fearless.
The concerns of the desperates.
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My Fallen Affection
Poetry#5 Wordsofwisdom #4 Writings As blissful as I should be and living with extravagant dreams, I yearn and howl for a series of sensations, and peregrinates with vivid imaginations.
