Winterscore ©
Tuesday, March 19, 2019
Are the words leaving me
Are the words leaving me
Or am I leaving them
No longer measuring
The cut of a rough gem
Taking my cubicle
In Life, in existence
Not lassoing clouds with
Great gusto persistence
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