SOMEWHERE--in desolate wind-swept space--
In Twilight-land--in No-man's land--
Two hurrying Shapes met face to face,
And bade each other stand.
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Ending was great, felt like I experienced the first face to face interaction after realizing my death
i believe that identity means talking about yourself and describing more features about what you look like
Ending was great, felt like I experienced the first face to face interaction after realizing my death
Who would have thought in twilight land there would still persist the need for an identity..very wittily crafted poem. Thanks for sharing.
Beautifully written. Identity crisis is never solved! Neither here nor in twilight land. Loved the rich expressions.
The one that died two days ago asked the one died one day ago!
Ghostly shapes, humanly words! Real life events. Nicely penned.
Awe some poem. Wonderfully conceptualized. Enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing.10+
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