Intent
Intent Intense knowledge is lurking beneath the sleepy sky like birds brooding drowsy tasks their wings shimmering and their song of immortality a sound wondrous with intent. Margaret G.Wilson Sign in to see full entry.
merkie: Intent
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Trapped in lif'es surreal sleep Intimated by conscience, I weep Among the ashes of my childhood. Perhaps I understood .
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