Reflecting on yesterday's memories and today's experiences
Saturday, March 19, 2016
My shadow wears A torn and raggedy coat Shoelaces hanging from scuffed shoes White kid gloves Her hair is like the old gray mare Springing like imps escaping hell My shadow is a a prisoner Locked in an ivory tower Pining for her furry friends
Hiding among the ruins.
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