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Pound greets sound
Round and round
Late night writes
Cites that bite
Midnight thoughts
Feel strange lot
Words I mind
Spread new finds
On blank page
New rhymes wage
Scars seek grace
In new space
Lines of verse
Some more terse
Odd word world
Rhymes stretch curl
Surge and flood
Swirl of blood
Time to tell
How wit spells
In fast gist
Feel fond list
Line by line
Feel forms fine
Dance deep due
Right on cue
Meet new bleed
As words weed
Glimpse grand grounds
Lost yet found
Leon Enriquez
25 June 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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