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Dusty Roads
 
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Raffish steps supply the dust that creeps between the ears
drifting there from wanderlust that heaps ignored for years
Though cobwebs mock maturity they punctuate the fears

When sorrow stings... reality

then wisdom grows from tears
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By Eezebard_

© 2019 Eezebard_ (All rights reserved)

 

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