Joshua SchrockNov 10, 20221 min readAn Alone TreeAn alone tree between ends,like old hands are never used again.To see old friends slip by like sand,luck fades away like youth.The sound of a beep breaking in its loop,life burns away fire with nothing left to consume.
An alone tree between ends,like old hands are never used again.To see old friends slip by like sand,luck fades away like youth.The sound of a beep breaking in its loop,life burns away fire with nothing left to consume.
A Fallen Limb 1 A limb has fallen from the family tree. 2 I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me." 3 Remember the best times, the...
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