Glenn Glenn Poet Free verse

Cray Arcade in a Multilateral Battle of Rows and Growing Crowned Crowns

Holding Holden’s shoulders, 
Until he gets scolded, 
Shuddering, 
Folded, 
Rolling messed up boulders, 
So, we can be told what is bold, 
Rolling them uphill again- 
My friend, 
Kin...
I would lend a hand again & again, 
Until then, 
It is an amends I need to make, 
Take a break, 
For Heaven or Hades’ sake, 
Wait!!!
It is MUCH past 2 late,
I still do NOT hate.  
Fate!!!

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