Thursday, July 16, 2015

Infant Beasts Comments

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My path has been burried by the thick and plowy snow
Did he trick me down this trail or I myself i do not know
Now I stroll along the rill while on my head the rain is drumming
Frightened slowly loosing ease I keep on marching quietly humming
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Julius Alexandrov
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Spock The Vegan 16 July 2015

Interesting poem - keep them coming.

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