POEMS AND FLEETING THOUGHTS: TINY LIVES
January 29, 2016 at 10:30 pm 2 comments
Their ghosts rise
And no one listens
As they ask, “Why?”
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slpmartin | January 29, 2016 at 10:31 pm
They do seem to evaporate all too quickly.
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walttriznastories | January 29, 2016 at 10:33 pm
For no reason.