Eueling Coffee
Watch it walsh a second more
What would be too late for shore
To see it come when nothing matters
Though once again you knew some tatter
To say you'll find it still a latter
when all you travel comes and gathers
For what is love but by the way
When seas will turn the rivers beiygh
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2022
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