California/CanadianA Poem by Mike Michaels
Then was lost somewhere in the folds
Time and talking about rivers rushing To the age of old, scross the grey and Tumbling thoughts rattling around here To there. Often frightening, can't bear The weight still surrounds and crushes Thoughts used to be direct, a traight line That great mind eating the whole world.
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Added on March 26, 2023 Last Updated on March 26, 2023 Author
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