Unseen Story
Words do not count
What tale now founts
Watch what you see
Truth yet may be
Can tale be told
As touch unfolds
Unseen the touch
Story as such
Now by and by
A gift that sighs
Sculpt then your tale
Sync with brisk gale
Leon Enriquez
25 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
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