Tag: Poem
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10 Lions
Pacing no matter how large the cage keeping the pride, an audience is tolerated in the manufactured safari the hoops will still be jumped through when coated with fire amusement will continue at the circus the saints either lay with or are stalked by the lions today the mouth will…
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09 Steady
“Steady, steady” I tell her, whilst knowing nothing about archery. she is able to hold the tension with poise. her hand resting against her cheek, where i wished mine to be, she listens to my steady advice. I too am composed, I think the string pulled back like the way she wore her hair; i…
The Reconstructed 