Think by Ann Wood
THINK And it is Venus day again,but every moment is changed.
Because tomorrow is not yesterday
and the impulse is already gone ...
After a tumultuous, rapid start;
a look full of almost love ...
Like, in a crooked mirror
our world is harsh.
I am grateful to Moira
about the things I experienced -
for the trembling, the words radiant ...
This is how the world is organized and repeated.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2020-03-31 at 22:19
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