Leaves
basic leaves,in the sea of fall.come one,come all.the total paul bunions need to sprung
one,uproot the base of leaves, a tree,might number 43.the disease is to please,shade is a-
ok.the rays of the sun blocked by life begun.the leaves.what a beautiful thing.sing a
song.praise along.the night is on the river nile.i search for crocodiles.all because i wrote
poems about the leaf,and how it believes,things should be.
Copyright © Chris Bowen | Year Posted 2010
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