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Like the fallen leaves My heart lies wounded Laid bare, alone and dying Writing down the moments Long…
Poem 18 of 31 for October Poetry Writing Month, #OctPoWriMo, based on the prompt of black out or…

down this rabbit hole I run lost in the muted colors of the sun haunted by a past…