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Ephemeral Soul
Grey Detroit landscape
Trying to weep;
Every heart is heavy
With withering love.
I've become
A faded newspaper
Blowing down the street
With inconsequential words.
I'm incapable of understanding
The ephemeral soul
Swimming into oblivion
And away from my embraces.
poem
by
Uriah Hamilton
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