A Stranger's Heart Poem by Dan Uriel

A Stranger's Heart



leaves of low shrubs facing veil frost Oh, soon here in winter and bush jumps have frozen heart host the summer drone in the skies while your heart moving away as wages are dropping with you sad empty hands in front of you turning to heart disease is not of God, no courage uh, we love living in a fog and we are in the ground but It does not have to be buried love from God without each other

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