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04/11/23 at 12:16PM
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On gossamer wings,
it states in a poem,
flying to somewhere,'
going back home.
The loneliest song,
I've ever heard,
the whispering voice
of a chirp less bird.
A Comment by Carl
listening to a
very calm music
as i lay down myself
to sleep
i have traveled much
half-awake
half-asleep
in colored lands
scented with roses
above calm oceans
and peaceful lands
with my gossamer
wings.
Poem by Ric Bastasa
A Comment by MFish
Thank you. That is wonderful poetry.
