This Is What It Meant On 2017101620171016 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems paint dripping slowly down forgotten walls – a dingy, low-set ceiling; none standing anymore: the lights have died, but nobody’s left kneeling To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketRedditPrintLike this:Like Loading...
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So what is happening here? And your previous post too?