Found Poetry 727

8/21/21

my life is a pile of firewood
    burnt
through fire, smoke, ashes
        I've learnt
hope is like a dry throat
so I will always have
            the thirst

This poem was created from Grimms' Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm. Click here to get Grimms' Fairy Tales.

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