Book of Sorrows iiA Poem by Thomas Emile Vaughen
This is not elegant beauty,
verbose rumination, it's concise consolation I try only to write my relevance To exhale a grief I struggle to exercise Take my baton of misery and you make it better
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Added on June 17, 2021 Last Updated on June 17, 2021 AuthorThomas Emile VaughenFloating around the north of England, United KingdomAboutSometimes I make myself a coffee, pop on the internet and write stuff. Read at your *peril*. Can be found on Substack [https://thomasemilevaughen.substack.com] or Bluesky [@cperil.bsky.soci.. more.. |

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