a lesson lost in the learning
a form I must repeat
casts a westward shadow
in the morning sun of the east
nothing is done yet
nothing is really ready to go
as I try to retain what I would keep
to leave the rest of the burden....
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
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