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Free verse № 13730

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Member since 2002 · Posted 8 Sep 2002 · 0 comments

He sit in his chair No remembering Wife gone Friends gone Nearly gone He sit in his chair He wishing Burning desire Youth again Health again Life again He sit in his chair Withered and weary Nothing left Pain surround him Death take him away Happy again

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