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Sings My Glory
Dragged to the withered side of nature
in pale dreams poetic immortality.
Dripping the dew of winter's passed
from the widower's armed chair.
Chapters of my soul's Ambiguity
from a teapot steeping old leaves.
Shedding tattered clothes of memories
then sings My Glory
in pale dreams poetic immortality.
Dripping the dew of winter's passed
from the widower's armed chair.
Chapters of my soul's Ambiguity
from a teapot steeping old leaves.
Shedding tattered clothes of memories
then sings My Glory
Published 5th Nov 2023
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