The Other
THE OTHER
Word after word goes searching
And at times usually quiet times
Some incomplete sentence will shed light
This is but a shadow sought from deep within
So weakly surfaced as sun has little presence
A teaser persistent on fire!
Oh I am with me with me
Am the majority of life
Then there is this other
Dave Austin
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2015
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