In my life,from dawn till dusk
Pile on another,so many task..
And as the night creeps in,
I recall all that has been..
Good or bad,of the entire day i wrote,
And my poem became,an anecdote..
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Author:
LADYHOLMES (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The myriad impacts of poetry..
- Category: Fantasy
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