Daily Archive: January 7, 2020

Across the sea.

Across the sea The dark Poet sat alone by the sea and he was watched the Georgia Atlantic ocean dance upon the empty 5 am beach.  He loved the early morning and he… Continue reading

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My kind friend, I remember.

    The last time I saw your face, my kind friend. I remember. When we are blessed with youth and vinegar. We don’t know. We have few mentors and people who shall… Continue reading

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The war, the blood and the gun.

The war, the blood and the gun No-one is screaming for the child of war. They have known only blood and the sound of war. Who do we blame my friend? War is… Continue reading

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