Tuesday, April 9, 2019

Mist Comments

Rating: 5.0

So much mist

So much dust to wisp into
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Chloe Lubinska
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Dr Antony Theodore 09 April 2019

We have no conscience til the burning sun turns solid into transparent lakes Of truths, good or bad.. so much mist that we trespass through. very fine poem with lofty thoughts. tony

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