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Where The Chowder Spilled
Life's little chowder only comes once
when the petals are wilting, initiated
by the omens, then fades to Glory,
taking with it the laughs into thin air
without even saying a whisper of breath,
letting go of the reins, then fading to Glory,
where the chowder spilled.
when the petals are wilting, initiated
by the omens, then fades to Glory,
taking with it the laughs into thin air
without even saying a whisper of breath,
letting go of the reins, then fading to Glory,
where the chowder spilled.
Published 28th May 2023
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