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Loss of Life

Within the Loss of Aspiration

By Jack Nachtengel SatinPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Whole Hearted

T'was I

Born within the confines of a lot

My dreams of virtue meant for not

Nothing more than faint whisper

A life never ventured nor sought

This realm as I see it

Is a tragedy of the soul

A lost life for those unbeknownst

Abandoned, never whole

Were it me this heart would shine

were it me, this breath would console

The pains of those who lost resolve

Lay to rest

The eyes of those who have yet to feel whole

inspirational
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About the Creator

Jack Nachtengel Satin

There is not much for me to say.

I am only recently trying to find my voice again and I decided to use this as my medium to share this voice.

I was a published poet at the age of 12-13. My work may be rough, but I will gain my bearing soon.

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