Once AgainA Poem by Einstein NoodleOnce Again Hello! That's when the troubles came. We were both sweeping in seperate lanes and so lost our footings Good morning! That's when the bristles came We were on the wrong tracks and so accidents of distress pronounced us dead and alive Good bye! That is something that hangs like a billboard blocking the sunrise shocking the nature of things smells like singed hair on lightning rods sizzling the sight and the sounds of doves E. 05/05/18 © 2018 Einstein NoodleAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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33 Reviews Added on May 5, 2018 Last Updated on May 7, 2018 AuthorEinstein NoodlePork Rind, AKAboutThis morning as I began to log in to WC, it occurred to me what an inspiring and comfortable place this has become for me. There are so many talented people sharing, encouraging, teaching and learni.. more..Writing
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