Not Poem by Mountain Man

Not



Not a watch, not nice.
Not willing to.
Not anything under the moon.
Not a life.
Not a sound.
Not a foot touching the ground.
Not a flame not a lady awaits
in tomorrow's time
Not a name not for shame.
In came a bless
ing, A summer's rain.
As we board the crazy train.
A soul asylum.
As the tide rolls in,
another day, Another night
begins.

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