Still LifeA Poem by slfisher89Sun-warmed jagged boulder; heat-fried neck; Persian-blue butterfly; crawls on a breeze-cooled foot. Below; the spring bud-green grass. Across; the deserted gray gravel street. © 2017 slfisher89Author's Note
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5 Reviews Added on May 19, 2016 Last Updated on March 25, 2017 Authorslfisher89Atlanta, GAAboutAn incredibly flawed creature trying to develop and become better. Wish me luck more..Writing
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