Riddled QuestionsA Poem by Christopher 'Windstorm' KellsWhy this Why now Why me
Breathe stole from intelligence Trinkets toss Curiosity fled
Uncertaintly cascading patience an idle find wrapped with care unused curiosities forgotten ignorance
a golden heart lay bare memories clouded youth doleful searching the dragons lair
snakes eyes piercing truthful life's question, realized Celtic knots Mozart answers undead, faithful
six of spears counted lots nameless number a question dragon trickles concealing dots
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Added on February 12, 2008 AuthorChristopher 'Windstorm' KellsEugene , ORAboutAs the wheel of time goes ever on, we change we learn and we shine, i am thankful this year for many reasons, i am 35 this year, so i look forward to an exciting year, with new friends, old acquainta.. more..Writing
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