Michael Roysdon

Rookie (01/22/1991 / Pine Hill, New Jersey)

Fibonacci 7 - Poem by Michael Roysdon

One
Can
Follow
a given
path to a lost state,
sought by many but soon was lost.
Spiraling out is the only way to see what is;
Little weaves in the fabric tell
Of what is there now,
And we seek
answers
in
this.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 14, 2010



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