Hidden TreasuresA Poem by Zan
What some may see
and simply pass by - overlook, ensnares me with rapt desire unblinking, unwavering appraisal. For it may seem to me in the Pirate's map of life that wrecks ships on shores of silver and makes beggars of gold and riches there are certain hidden treasures for only me to see and yet I need no crewmen and yet I need no map for to find them is all too easy living alongside you.
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Added on November 3, 2015 Last Updated on November 3, 2015 AuthorZanLondon, Ontario, CanadaAbout*** first - business: i'm currently looking for a critique partner for two novels - if anyone has any work to exchange that would be greatly appreciated **** What can I say that's any different tha.. more..Writing
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