Alone,
Sans kith or kin,
In dotage years forsooth,
However can someone survive
Within a soul-destroying, mindless world?
Sweet Charity her grace needs show,
Lest hapless lives be left,
Condemned to die,
Alone!
©Meanderings 2016
Alone,
Sans kith or kin,
In dotage years forsooth,
However can someone survive
Within a soul-destroying, mindless world?
Sweet Charity her grace needs show,
Lest hapless lives be left,
Condemned to die,
Alone!
©Meanderings 2016
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