I was feeling motivational.

I was feeling motivational.

A Poem by Wolf

Passion does not wait to be put to use.
It fluctuates.  It is moment to moment.
A lust to morph, contort and create
in external reflection we are awake.
Reinvent, yet respect the mold.
Paint the streets of Earth Gold.

© 2012 Wolf


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Added on April 16, 2012
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Wolf
Wolf

middle of nowhere, MI



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My name is Laura and about me boxes make me feel claustrophobic. more..

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