[SOROIN VERSE]
A literacy's
Morsel, mentor and face
For a writer,
Wind is on air
An air lures eyes to sleep
So far night's shell,
A stream screams
A child could sneak to swim
In wording's dam,
A wise fool likes
To be skipped on a day
When a rain falls? !
2015.
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