The We That Cannot Be Found December 20, 2020December 22, 2020 ~ MWctn It’s been three years and more now that I trace between the I that wakes and the us that sleeps. Still, I whisper your name before I fall, sometimes (quietly) aloud, and sometimes (silently) in thought. But always. Poetry List Published by MWctn View all posts by MWctn
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