We are but decaying thoughts of our existence,
hollowed out from life’s ancestry, some crave
to extend it beyond this human covenant. Many
comfort in the gossip of fables, conjuring an inane
perpetuation, burnt pages,
Dear Mrs C. First, before you condemn me to Hell and for your information, I've been battling Cancer for almost 3 years; malignant nas...
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