Treasure Island

Stroke One


GAP


Gaps are made and gaps remain
Yet closing the gap seems tough.
So why do the Gaps scream out for help,
will someone glue it up...

Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2008

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  • Anirban Sengupta (3/14/2008 10:03:00 AM)

    Gaps are made-
    with crafty thumbs:
    that build the spaces larger;
    and make us gaze at each other
    as if we are faraway (Report) Reply

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