Jan 30
How am I to know,
Who to see,
Or where to go?
Why must it be so,
That life is wrapped in a bow?
Why must it be so,
That I must have all the answers,
To things I don't know?
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poetry365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
