Think Of Me by Eoghan Lyng
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Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
Think Of Me Think of me in the wind, Think of me when you sing, Think of me in the sun, Think of me as you come, Think of me in the sand, Think of me as your man, Think Continue reading Think Of Me by Eoghan Lyng