Found Poetry 129

10/22/19

his eyes burn against the forests
admiring his possession-to-be
I want a desert so I can set up shop
whole forests vanish'd and silent
for this wretched king-no-brain

This poem was created from William Shakespeare's collected sonnets. Click here to see a book by Shakespeare.

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