LittleSiss
Sorceress
So what happened with the teachers?
Who was teaching who?
An upside down creation done two by two?
The suffix on a platter of verbs and articulations.
A Forrest of one and the unseen Tree.
Brambles no longer in the wind
But being consumed with each picking point
The edges not less seen
Drenching open paths in candle light
What secrets???
Rolling hills and sloping valleys and canyons abound
The insanity of perfection
It's summer vacation
In a way?
In minds of the many within us
And then it's morning
Again!
Shame or glory?
Who was teaching who?
An upside down creation done two by two?
The suffix on a platter of verbs and articulations.
A Forrest of one and the unseen Tree.
Brambles no longer in the wind
But being consumed with each picking point
The edges not less seen
Drenching open paths in candle light
What secrets???
Rolling hills and sloping valleys and canyons abound
The insanity of perfection
It's summer vacation
In a way?
In minds of the many within us
And then it's morning
Again!
Shame or glory?
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