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  • Write about the most precious thing you’ve ever lost. See all answers
    • Musings On Loss
    • There was time were things were simple
      The loneliness had no insidious form
      The moments were curls without wimple
      But now boldness as strike with storm

      And the time of playing in the mud gone by
      As the sand of desert filled my empty space
      My imagination made a dramatic simple fly
      And my knight hero became without grace

      The years have gone waste in the clock of sorrows
      They made ne think on the future and the tomorrows
      Forcing my spiritual boy to change allegiance

      And the tears started on building on my eyes
      The playfulness made my mind rivers run dry
      I lost my precious gift I lost my innocence




       
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