Sadly someone

Hangin’ on by some silver hairs going bald nobody cares. Once in a town out East, long before his face was lined and creased his hair was a shock of golden curls girls adored it ran their fingers through it and now the Sun reflects off his dome. once a home for his hair but…

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Protoplanetary nebula.

Suddenly the shadows drop and the darkness sets me free I am instantly aware of the light shining out there the security of insecurity deserts me, but in denial, I file a complaint to the shifters and shakers, the makers of mayhem I blame them for it all. ‘She loves me, she loves me not’,…

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