Winterscore ©
Wednesday, February 5, 2020
The past is wafting through
The past is wafting through
Little things, grand meanings
Definitions of us
All verbs in these dreamings
Thoughts are collecting like
Dust waiting to be swept
Without ability
To grab time and be kept
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