Broken Spinning Around-
I’m like a spinning top
A wound up broken clock;
What’s the spring comment bling?
My pockets full of loose change;
Spinning around…
I found I’m spinning over top storms and rains
1/18/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
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