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Oct 2017
One day
When I will know nothing but ground
And cross over to the great beyond
Becoming a name on a genealogy
The roots of my family tree
Poetry will select this page
And so many other pages
And sigh
And look around
She will say
To her grandfather, Clause
To her grandmother, Great
To her father, Time
And to her mother, Earth
I knew this man
He was my first love
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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