Winterscore ©
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Might as well stop breathing
Might as well stop breathing
Words are feeling lonely
Sentences sentence me
To confinement only
Have I filled my thimble
Do I no longer yearn
Where's my sense of wonder
When there's so much to learn
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