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The moon hangs heavy


The moon hangs heavy
The sun tired glowing its fiery gaze
The earth barely living
The universe coming to an end
Time itself no longer bends
No present past future

All life wilts, dies

Malcolm D B Munro
Wednesday 15 March, 2917

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Filed under: Arts, Media, poetry, songs, stories

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