Empty VisionsA Poem by Fran MarieBusker's tin cup donations overflowing with vague shadows pouring out sketchy dreams he plays tunes~ downward spirals sitting on empty visions yet...he has thoughts of spring's fair face then strums his guitar © 2021 Fran MarieReviews
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