![]() InstitutionA Poem by chris+yGeneric. Always a giggling gaggle gossiping gaily primping and posing though the cameras don’t come out. Some prefer the simple pleasures of a brisk wind that carries the subtle aroma of a succulent meal from the house nearby. The break from your thoughts allows you to notice the dandelions poking through winter foliage reaching for the sun continuing the circle. Back to institution where the tick tock that keeps you close is lost amongst a giggling gaggle gossiping gaily primping and posing though you put the camera away upon entrance. © 2013 chris+y |
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Added on January 4, 2013 Last Updated on January 4, 2013 |