influence slain on the days go by

 Hello Reader,

A single poem... I am so tired...see you later...

influence slain on the days go by

stars, moon and sun grow old in brain on the say's go by

round and round all phantom air borne sprits of fade morality

right here hence vain right now ways says integrity 

                                                    King H. Ironson

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