Actors
All actors on a theatre floorWe know
Though care no more
For false free show.
The smile is stretched,
The hearts true kindness
Exists truly wretched,
We ask so much yet give less.
And so I conquer you
And you me.
No slight existence ever true
Yet the fault plainly see.
And if tomorrow left
You nor I would seek the lost,
For never was there the theft
Of worthless cost .
Poetry by vidura rambachan
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Written on 2023-03-26 at 16:23
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