More mapsA Poem by dukovan
Oh my, a quiet conundrum
out on the lawn. I swear I saw it was flashing. 'Didn't last very long. Their son and daughter quiet evening, back lawn, Couldn't decide where they're going 'blades were cut while they're young. I hardly mentioned we hardly talked. Didn't need to say all that much. This box in the basement you buried under the yard. Secrets speak silence never takes long. I wondered if you were coming along. Not that I ever mentioned not that you didn't wait all that long. Forget that I mentioned I didn't need to say as much I might've made up the map myself.
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Added on June 11, 2014 Last Updated on June 11, 2014 |