ILLUMINATION
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ILLUMINATION

R.I.P Democracy

Self-explanatory Poem of Loss

Photo by Sandy Millar on Unsplash

Finally, there’s no one left, no echoes, no one to hear the falling down of rain. Nothing moves, turns, climbs, everything is caught standing still

It started with illegitimate lies told while the truth was kept behind bolted doors, no key could be found, so old lies were dusted off and retold

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Harry Hogg

Harry Hogg

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I was born in London, adopted, lived my youth on an island off the coast of Scotland. Now living between Colorado, Missouri, California. I write to be loved