The astute poets 'ourn secrets'
.
not to worry
...their locked in ourn engramz
with no brass
Confronted with
Pen and slip
drip
drip
drip
slip
splat
for all to wander
to wonder
Tap
Tap
Tap
we beg
we give
we cry
we sing
in our bedroom
we thank
Yahweh
in
Yeshua's
Name
for
His Gift
Uv write
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