Transport Me

‘Commute to work upon deaths door. Tiredness prevails us both. Oh youth who has turned the wheels of time, we march forward thus. Praise we meet at destinations marked when the pin drops from the sky. I carry you in my heart. Least we meet when I do depart.’

Damien Arness-Dalton

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