Poetry - Tom (WordWulf) Sterner
Poetry - Tom (WordWulf) Sterner
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~The Last Violin Time, the present reminder of pasts even yet to be
shared, quicker than they are occurring, wonder, were we really there. I hear the strains of the last violin and
the notes, each chord while it plays, echoing through my mind ‘til it sings, the last violin of our days.
~WordWulf~
~The Last Violin Time, the present reminder of pasts even yet to be
shared, quicker than they are occurring, wonder, were we really there. I hear the strains of the last violin and
the notes, each chord while it plays, echoing through my mind ‘til it sings, the last violin of our days.
~WordWulf~
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