Lunge on to life like a reckless fool
Then leave it alone like Syracuse’s muse
To be ravaged and raped by legions of boars
Resurrected merely to be Aphrodite’s whore
And when the ridicule mounts the back of Vesuvius
Just cross the shore down to Amarna
Where the dust had settled eons ago
Cries aloud; Silence abound;
You are here;
You are here
This is amazing..wow. I’m speechless
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Thank you. I wasn’t expecting that 🙂
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You’re welcome…I’m only saying the truth though 🙂
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