Parts - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Parts

Parts of me,
My history,
Strewn about in
Different places,
Unrecognized by
Anyone else,
Fragments of a
Bygone time,
Vivid in my mind only.
A heavy sigh,
How it all passes.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer