He knows no border and keeps no limit, He has a blind eye to those who weep. And tears do seep, falling to leaps, For those whose bright has come no more.

He knows no border and keeps no limit, He has a blind eye to those who weep. And tears do seep, fal...

Up at Night by Emme Symone A poem to evoke thought of one’s own existence. 
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