Relics of Grace

UNSUPPORTED CODE RELICS OF GRACE to have been on this planet prolonged time and still discern naught, distinguish… all the pain, the ebb of dirt, and the coffers stronghold pull; observe no grace relics of buoyant youth; where perchance all that now is fungal was filled with hopeful hues of honey © Kim van Breda—25 June 2014
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July 2, 2014 at 10:39 AM
- Deep thought, Kim .... really well written! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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July 2, 2014 at 10:40 AM
Once again-- thank you for your encouragement and taking time out to read my poems. Xx~Xx
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