Rinsing…

Living 1,000 Lives
It’s been a long day
At night,
The hard residues of life
Hardly washed away.

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Author: thefragrancewriter

Original Blend of Perfume and Poetry

3 thoughts on “Rinsing…”

  1. The lives of writers or poets: they loved a thousand loves, traveled to distant worlds and climbed a few mountains, watching the sun rise and go down; seen the end of time.
    The residues of life, of life, of life; like a coral reef won’t be rinsed away.

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