Our Mind
There's nothing here to influence, inspire, pass the time,
we've got no flipping instruments nor wireless just rhyme,
No spire high above from which the church bells chime,
all we have in this instance is what forms in our mind!!!
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2020
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