Mortal Frame, Eternal Quest

By Mo HPublished 6 months ago • 1 min read

A fragile frame of flesh and bone,
On borrowed time, yet stands alone.
Seeking meaning, love, and art,
With finite days and boundless heart.
*To grasp the stars before we rest

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Mo H

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Artga6 months ago
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