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Dread-Far Spun-Reality
TGC (16 November / Westport New Zealand)

Dread-Far Spun-Reality

Day will come
it is coming.
When I must
leave one morning. Poignantly.

Forever.
You shall never see
your face again never
mirrored I image see.

Nor I spy thee.
In reality.
I shall be dead
as life in a place

apart. Far distant.
Forever for thee.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

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wew never see in reality is very sad felt. Everyone wanted see everything.day change everyday morning come we are waiting for evening..: thumb: