Fleeing Glance Poem by Elvis Lantan
Fleeing Glance
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Everyday a blank page asks
What do you have to say?
How should I answer?
Turns out
Of all things running
Of all things making stations-
Populating then unpopulating my mind
Of all things-
I do not wish to talk
about a single one
So-
Every day a blank page asks
What do you wish to say?
...and remains blank.
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4/29/2024 7:35:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
wonderful poem shared...well done! ! !