Maybe
I poorly attempt to manifest my dreams on paper...and instantly
very hesitant to share the hollow carcass of what and when,
but finally allowing some air in and my sin,
I fear, was time spent......abiding.
Copyright © Jonathan Taveras | Year Posted 2010
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