I wonder whether I can write
A poem on a mourning morn.
A grief will may be numb me through
So thoroughly I may not move,
Forget the act of moving minds
Who come to read the crafted lines
Through different strands of space and time.
Through different strands of space and time.
Mourning Poem?
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