Poetry — I’ve had my uses,
but now they’re over,
Sometimes there was a glimmer
one could see, In the dreary Winter light
‘til the silence made me cry
in this hollow house
just being me. ~ © America Zed. America Zed⚡ Passenger In A Lonely Sky
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