Deborah Cromer

Rookie - 51 Points (San Diego, California)


Onward and forward, into confession
Looking to answers, for my quiet obsession
Night always ends with one more page written
Without teeth or marks, how was I bitten
Mine is not to question, nor to ask why
Only to understand, while lifted so high
The mind may go places, some will never know
Places of secret, for the special to go
To journey and travel deep into thought

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