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Sorrow's Bounty
In a world of plenty, where joy should reign,
A soul wanders lost, drowning in pain.
He has it all, or so it seems,
Yet inside, he's adrift in shattered dreams.
Possessions many, but feelings in drought,
Tears concealed, smiles worn throughout.
Once in a while, breaks down unseen,
In the quiet ache, where joy's been.
Everything's there, yet nothing to hold,
A ...
Friday 19th January 2024 5:35 pm
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