First Piece Admonished
I wrote upon the edges of the wind
black heart ache pain
the ink that filled the well
the quill air sprinkled light
feel me buttons
choose my fingers touch
inspiration comes with saunter
feelings with a lurch
Truth AhLiOdNeEs in the
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2020
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