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Every
Poet
Fights
The
Battle...
"What shall I write today?"
Every
Musician
10 years 3 months ago
I don’t Miss my Sanity
Sanity has left me and she never said "farewell."
10 years 3 months ago
Girl in Blue wading in golden grain so tall it tickles her palms as she strides toward a nearby spruce.
10 years 3 months ago
the mic that's on the stage
represents a platform
that projects the sound
so vibrant
10 years 3 months ago
You are but a babe,
fresh and newly made.
In life you think you wade.
10 years 3 months ago