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Desert
A Poem by
Sam Harty
you are a desert
hot sand slipping through fingers
cold nights all alone
©SamHarty
© 2024 Sam Harty
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John the Baptist
A lot said in three brief lines. Some things will not be held.
Posted 1 Year Ago
A lot said in three brief lines. Some things will not be held.
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Added on February 7, 2024
Last Updated on February 7, 2024
Author
Sam Harty
New Orleans, LA
About
Poet since age 7. I love words. You would think as many times as words have wounded me I would hate them but really I respect how words can be a blanket or a sword.
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