Upset Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Upset
Forgetful of the
sentence of disturbance,
time moves on
oblivious to all.
The tendency of knowing
the black and white of life
is ever mixed with
temperament and gall.
Waf
Wednesday, April 17, 2019
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