Every Ball Of Yarn Unravelled Poem by Ray Quesada

Every Ball Of Yarn Unravelled

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Age twenty - When I first discovered my eyes could drink moonlight...
twenty years old, for me, was an age where all battles
could be won; all mysteries solved
Where there was hope for Life's pain to be dissolved;
When all cancers could be killed,
and all voids filled.
A time when all roads could be traveled,
and every ball of yarn unravelled,
simply for the cat's delight.

Thursday, September 26, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: battles,cat
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