That traveller cupped his eyes
in defeat,
wondering, wandering, waiting
for any place, time, age, person,
or
machine to cherish him.
He saw wonders and
his belief was firm
that there was no one version of himself
that was capable of being loved
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Slow Burn: A Poetry Collection
شِعرThis collection examines things like slow descents, passion and things that fizzle out quickly.
