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Andrew May 2018
Fear of the
Lost moments,
Breeds guilt
Amongst those
Kept.
Andrew May 2018
Those who ruin
The sun,
And the stars,
For others
Are little in life and love.
Andrew May 2018
I’ve lived
I have lived!
But death, she still
Calls.
Andrew Apr 2018
The parable crying strange
Actions,
Has once more
Grown truth, drunk and in love
Andrew Apr 2018
I grew Among free grass
Of the wind of care,
You care not
Of love
And I,
Care
Not of
You.
Andrew Apr 2018
The sky’s pupil
Shone bright,
As did mans
Before death.
Andrew Apr 2018
Snows melt
Drew my love quiet.
Falling upon  
The later ear.
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