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That girl
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2018 I heard she was a beautiful spirit.
Everybody loved her.
Light and bright, but sad inside.
I never met her but I feel it's right.
So I shared my wealth for her.
As she was another who'd left this world.
For sadness always ruled the day.
Even if smiles were what she portrayed.
Sad poem dear HW
It is difficult to leave this beautiful world but one has to when the time comes. It is like an overripe fruit falling off a tree.
©bishu
Nice Dichotomy
What is inside vs what is apparent and on display. And what is known. Well said - slc
Loving
poem. So lovely !
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Koko
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