Through thundrous clouds I run Through lightning blasts I walk Through black holed despair I crawl Mode matters not Only direction Til I am safely Home again by mamajoy Sign in to see full entry.
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Little poems; how to lick a rainbow, the sky wept, sun peeking,lanterns. . . by Mamajoy. Can I write a poem a day? Hmmmm.
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