Poems for the Lonely Hearts
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Última publicación dom, feb 3, 2019
this is my soul written,
past admitted,
present printed,
future decided.
what is here,
is for those that are near,
and for the far to hear,
and for some eyes to tear.
my life is long,
but this will be gone,
and my name is wrong,
for within this tragic song.
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