Grey In One LineA Poem by Leslie PhilibertsadLooking over the pale fields and old woods, I recognise this can not be the consequence of birth, more a late push under winter mud, as if I am as thin as cardboard, one of no depth, desolate as sleet.
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Added on March 8, 2016Last Updated on March 8, 2016 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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