Where do people go
When they just disappear?
Their lives but a memory
A dream in the night
Do they become angels
Watching over us by day?
Or are they simply
A figment,
Vanished,
When no one left remembers?
The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.
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Sunday, October 20, 2019
Musings
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