The Wake On 2017090220170902 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems At evening, Boats came slowly Crawling home And very few eyes Know the wake of their loneliness To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
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