Winterscore ©
Friday, April 22, 2016
Is there nothing left but
Is there nothing left but
Times to commemorate
No foot in the dance to
Exalt and celebrate
Trying to bury hearts
With flowers and no thorns
Weigh facts without judgement
This hung jury still mourns
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