Sydney Kerr Poems

***So I am trying a little different style here, and we'll see if I like it***

Uncle Kevin wasn't really an uncle
no relation, no blood
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maybe in a different life or different time,
but I don't foresee such destinations for our fate to materialize in this lifetime
to fancy such an idea would be to only get our hopes up
This place and these people will not offer any such opportunity for us
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I’ve been wandering around this empty place
Looking to put a smile on this desperate face
But artificial was all I found
And failing to get what I needed done
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Autumn gloom comes once again
Along with barren trees
Somewhere a child lies
Beneath the fallen leaves
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