Mozarts Assemble

Mozarts Assemble

Looking back on days passed,
Beneath the feet of god’s decay,

Looking back on what I was,
Wishing for a new-found life,

Looking back on a three-piece game,
Each of me way back when,

Looking back at the gathered crowd,
Assemble each and everyone.

Poetry © Mira Sophia Chrysostomou

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