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From The Hollow

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There's often screams
Within my dreams
That linger on

 

Or so it seems 

 

They burrow deep 
Into the hollow
Until my nib 
Of love & sorrow

 

Sets them free
Upon the page
From  whence 
They scream 
Poetic rage! 

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Stephen Gospage

Fri 22nd Apr 2022 07:13

A real gem of a poem, Stephen.

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Stephen Atkinson

Thu 21st Apr 2022 22:49

Thank you Bethany you're too kind...but I'll take it cos I need the boost 😆🌷

<Deleted User> (33540)

Thu 21st Apr 2022 19:14

excellent

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