Remnants of My Mangled Soul

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My years are heading already downhillThe footprints of the past have a cold feeling.I wander through fogs with my old shouldersAnd with my unfulfilled overdue dreams.. My poem cannot be more rhythmic than yours.Raiment of the ploughman attracts my rhythms.Your words are the beautiful play of the leopardessAnd my poems rise from the moistened earth.
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