THE FUTCHER UNFOLDS BEFORE US
The futcher unfolds
Each day
Becomes the presant
Into the parst
Wheather we are ready for it
Should we get on with it or not!
Thats questan!
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet
Kenny D. Williams
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2026-06-21 at 10:50
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