My world begins in your hands
It's flame is fanned by your breath
Build it carefully
Breath life into me
Inhabit this new world
Fill it's mountains and plains
With riches and fruits
Reap the harvest
The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.
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Tuesday, July 4, 2017
The Harvest
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