I Now Sit Between Worlds,A Poem by BlueRibbonRead it front to back, back to front.And in some weird way, I knew I was responsible. And in some weird way, Symbolic trinkets became sacred artifacts. It was not okay. To be awoken this easily to reality, Such a strange conclusion, To this fairy tale love story. And now I reverse my tale, © 2015 BlueRibbonAuthor's Note
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Added on February 11, 2015 Last Updated on February 11, 2015 AuthorBlueRibbonNew York, NYAboutSuave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned.. more..Writing
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