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Tag: morning
I Wrote A Poem While I Waited Out The Rain
Under the patchwork canopy that catches falling rain…
Some Blank Verse, In Which I Indirectly State That The Sunlight Fills The Room
Now mourned’s the passing peace of night, its flight flown with the scorching licks of star-fire at its torn ‘n frayed heels.
