When Gone
- jwhhobbs22
- Jan 10, 2025
- 1 min read
When Gone
We are
Collected sayings
Time smoothed items
Mournful hearts
Unsmoothed soil
A lingering roar
And plucked strings in family blood
When gone.
By J.W.H. Hobbs.
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