Dittero Respierda Poems

The feeling is there
It hangs in the air
A foretaste of pain
Of death and despair
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A sentence is written
An opening unlocked
A portal to peoples to wonders and thoughts
The sword is so simple
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Time keeps on marching
Endlessly so
Everything dies
Everything grows
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A moment forever
Frozen in time
The picture unmoving
The people inside
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