UpA Poem by t.m.
The world around me seems
Just a little bit smaller everyday But the demands of others Grow and change and shoot towards The sky. With every one, My spirit dims a little more, So that, soon I fear, It may die. © 2016 t.m. |
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Added on April 14, 2016 Last Updated on April 14, 2016 |

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