Everybody leaves, but I have never left myself.
Everybody leaves, but I have never left, myself.
Everybody leaves; but I have never left myself.
-D.O.
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Through Weathered Eyes
PoesíaThis book will contain poetry, prose, musings, and songs. Throughout a life of consistent chaotic circumstances, one's mind must manipulate mechanically to adapt. These words are what is heard between the creaking of the gears. There is no theme or...
