Merely intent on one miraculous word has become a lone paragraph,
There is an individual yelling the meaning of tomorrows in a miserable photograph,
A self-recognition in the stardom has fallen into a serfdom of pain-graph,
I am reading the lines of an etymologist’s biography under a subtle autograph,
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beautiful rhymes easing the flow of the music within the poem...readers only feel how beautiful it is..not the writer. thanks for sharing
beautifully written, wonderful rhymes. i really hope soon both of you get on the same side of the chess table again.