Pits Poem by Uloia Norris Moore

Pits



All shall so
meet there.

Judge none
ought.

It is what one does
in the next
thousand years
that decides your
fate.

Saturday, March 15, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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Uloia Norris Moore

Uloia Norris Moore

Southern United States
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