Ground
Love was a blindTo duck behind
Built of Desire&Art
Sorrow must find
How we unwind
Unwound our Will of whether
What does not grow together
It seems must grow apart
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2016-01-18 at 03:57




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