This poem was ranked #1 of 400 on Helium.com! My Dragonfly by Jonas Hyde ‘Wherefore art thou?’ my love, my dear, I weep ‘pon the eve’s cool mid night, wishing my words held their weight, as when whispered in times of yore. Alas, I lie, here alone in an emerald field, crimson rivers marbling...
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