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There Are No Miracles

Poem No. 5

By Marty ResPublished 11 months ago 1 min read
There Are No Miracles
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Widow of five years,

Arrives home - front door ajar,

It's his face - voice wrong...

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Marty Res

"We all live on borrowed time, which is what gives our lives meaning. To waste life would be a travesty."

Writing poetry and fantastical stories is my way of coping with the world. It's my hope others may enjoy them, to escape for a while.

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    Written by Marty Res