Here in this city
where dust drifts
Settles on you pretty
much so swift
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A profoundly imaging concept here, T.O.....Your keen sense for innovation, is always a pleasure to the Readers Eyes & Mind..'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''F. j. R.
That was an illusion in your pretty eye Where you saw some dust, as you fly! You are the gifted cloud, yet you cry For that same heart that’s no more my! Hey! The deathlike scab is an illusion. Just write and don’t bother this confusion! You are an angel cloud, you must wander Rain those limericks and don’t surrender!