Sonnet 311 from orlow early Watch Video

⏲ Duration: 93 sec
✓ Published: 20-Mar-2021

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Rich Orlown3.20.21nnI count on our united front to see this one life through.nWho else but you would ask me with such candor to imagine nwhat comes after, when the stuff of stars we’re made of nbreaks apart again. Who else but you could I oblige nwith searching, earnest answers? With every passing yearnthe little that I grasp appears much smaller, but so farnyou’re not onto that—Aren’t dads supposed to know?nIt won’t be lonely there, I tell you. It won’t be lonely.nThe heavy trapping