Know A Man, Knew A Man


Know A Man, Knew A Man

I know a man. Well at least I knew a man. A man that was lost in his thoughts. The remainder of that man is ⅓ here and ⅔ gone. I knew a man.

The man I once knew lives within a cave, on an island, were nothing is alive, including that man. He is ingrained in fear, year after year. I lost that man.

So I guess the product or the peak of losing that man is the freedom and area I now stand in. I know a man. Well at least I knew a man.

By- Tess Freyaldenhoven

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