[untitled]A Poem by Don't find mea bit mixed up.trusting chains, swinging dust. reaching high up to meet the dancing sky careful you don't let your sore eyes dip or let your feet tip-toeing the pavement, slip. © 2008 Don't find me |
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Added on May 12, 2008Last Updated on May 13, 2008 Author
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