Found Poetry 673
7/22/21
the heart, when dry, is a rattle to be received by the ground either gathered up piece by brittle piece or left as crumbs for ants encircling your failure like a wreath
This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.
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