Cunning Poem by Alexander Keli Mutua

Cunning



Has the mind been trying to concur with the known or unknown? Ultimately bring own existence to prevalence that's all so desired upon earth. Alike the clouds upon the skies that revitalize surround of nature concurring with the recur of days. Seasons that attest their journeying upon the distant skies.

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