StandstillA Poem by Aramey
Intuition, a whisper, when we are most blind,
telling the secrets to minds so inclined to listen... can you hear it's subtle chime? or do you push it aside and favor silence, this time. The winds of change are blowing, as they often do, a clever adversary for those who plan to stand glued, and as the ocean tides rise to meet, faithfully ensue, for those who choose the ignorance of a standstill colored hue. © 2013 ArameyReviews
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2 Reviews Added on August 5, 2013 Last Updated on August 5, 2013 AuthorArameyPensacola, FLAboutI'm just like any other writer, striving to make a living. If I had a preference it would be novels. more..Writing
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