Along the blue and green sphere
There's always that bystander—
Who'll be your destined fellow.
There will be also an opponent
Lingering around the colossal floors
You'll never guess— it may someone or somebody you've actually know.
There will be always a source
Of some impending predicament
You'll never know— it can be something right now that you're interacting with.
And of course— there will be that precise moment
That all of these will converge—
So my dearest friend, starting right now—you must piece up your whole—
For its forthcoming surge.
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Final Amends; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 3 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "I could easily and hopelessly fall- although I'll release my all." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPOSES.) Copyr...
