a scienceA Poem by Ashley H
where did you get an idea like that
the shallow screen gave its word but you are thick in your war at mouth who am i to argue that the net is far or even that the stokes exiled to the sea floor engendered where theyve beset you comb loud with branches of pattern snatched from a dam vaguely fertile turning up the sorriest of stones theres no talking you into keeping them out of eyes way behind the brazen-faced bracken you wield my cast true to the curve
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Added on March 6, 2012 Last Updated on March 7, 2012 Author
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