Lunar TimeA Poem by Willard WellsSeasonsLunar times, seasons pass, my mind seems lost in a fog of time, with the pull of the moon on my mind, leaves me searching for I know not what, like I have found a black hole within my mind. © 2016 Willard WellsReviews
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2 Reviews Added on September 25, 2016 Last Updated on September 25, 2016 AuthorWillard WellsSacramento, CAAboutPhotography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..Writing
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