
Inspired from reading 'Delay' by Elizabeth Jennings
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Mutability
The light from the stars I’ll never seeIs already on its way to me.
And though I’ll not my death outbrave;
It will shed its light upon my grave.
D G Moody 2024
Poetry by D G Moody
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Written on 2024-07-23 at 17:35
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