![]() The FoolA Poem by Brandy AlexanderLattice work of emerald vines Twisted, caged, concealing, Wandering through lunatic laughter I am what I always was A lost traveler Can’t see where to go Blind without wisdom Looking out through cobwebbed strangled vision Asking for purpose Longing to know The pathways that cross Where does the other go? And I am what I always was… © 2010 Brandy AlexanderReviews
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5 Reviews Added on May 17, 2010 Last Updated on May 17, 2010 Author![]() Brandy AlexanderNYAboutIf I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, i.. more..Writing
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