indelible impressions
these thoughts like refined gold,after years of firing in a kiln,
and they're burning ever hotter
spilling onto sheets of paper
smouldering stains never fade
indelible impressions never old
Poetry by arquious

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Written on 2016-07-12 at 14:44




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