Riddle #1A Poem by Vincent MalteseWinding minds now we lay siege bindng vines grew you and me
Set to path eternty rapture strokes on ferity
HENCE FORth LAYS THE PATH UN clear. Willing lives through wich we fear
solatary we now peer With open minds and a would be spear
Wash all hands of averice lay to waste contempuousness
let flow free the child's mind inncoent will be man kind © 2008 Vincent Maltese |
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