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04/25/24 at 07:52PM
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A prolific writer,
who does simple prose,
using Winters physical light.
Costly, I suppose.
What kind of man,
what kind of brain,
would write about others,
while his world would remain.
He was a happy man,
with, a sadness inside,
where memories were born,
after a love had died.
