Walking web strings ~ centre strung
Soft chord for travel … state upon
Gather life … in death be done
Set course ~ a journey … long begun
Where tricked are traded tracks of time
To travel, tour, engage each line
Deep grooves for wearied progress sprung
A feast provided ~ duty’s done
Conclusions’ drawn ~ more … long foregone
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I found a syncopated rhythm within your words that stretched out and touched my soul...Well inked! PEACE