The Cost of ShadowsA Poem by rutherford
Like burning suns in space we leave lights on when we're not there because darkness would dominate better to fend off mysteries of Rembrandt shadows until your father says to an empty room "what are we made of...money?!" and flips the switch. © 2015 rutherfordFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on December 31, 2015 Last Updated on December 31, 2015 AuthorrutherfordAboutMisguided visionary playing with words. Strongly encourage comments that will improve my pieces. If you friend me, I ask that you have first looked at my writing and willing to offer some helpful re.. more..Writing
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