Melpath Gallery
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Hear the grass sing.
“You’re back. I can tell you’ve been inside.”“By my eyes?&
Seems like my beloved soul was unlikely to find a permanent shelter on this earth…
Write about deathDescribe in the poem what you feel, concerning deathIn the face of death, I&rsq
Sky-High Angel
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