Written about four years ago.
Springtime
Within my great, hollow chest,
My heart beats,
Like a muffled clapper,
In a rusty iron bell,
Playing its part,
In the symphony of green around me.
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Written about four years ago.
Springtime
Within my great, hollow chest,
My heart beats,
Like a muffled clapper,
In a rusty iron bell,
Playing its part,
In the symphony of green around me.
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Old but good