Updated: Mar 30, 2023
It’s like a poem with no name
A book with no pages
A bird with no wings
A dog with no bark
A tree with no leaves
A clock with no hands
A beach with no sand
A sea with no water
A car with no wheels
A sun with no heat
Snow with no ice
A mouth with no voice
Food with no taste
A song with no tune
Perfume with no scent
Eyes with no sight
A life with no breath is
life without love.
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