Through The Pint Glass Poem by Dan Brown

Through The Pint Glass

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I don’t find answers at the bottom of a glass.
Or not answers that seem to last,
anyway.
All I find is a kaleidoscope
with which to view the contorted world.
And it makes everything look ok.

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Dan Brown

Dan Brown

Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, UK
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