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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
return of the verse
it's a short one, but sometimes that's what it takes to break through. . .
cross
one line over the other missteps misfires the thought of lord and paper stranded you place the card here for
me to readburn gold foil embossed forget about the fold it stands hurting my teeth just looking at it
1 comment:
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For me, the beauty of this poem lies in its unassuming use of verb/noun words - place, foil, fold. Thank you for your compliment on my blog. Don't be a stranger. :)
1 comment:
For me, the beauty of this poem lies in its unassuming use of verb/noun words - place, foil, fold.
Thank you for your compliment on my blog. Don't be a stranger. :)
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