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Meadow Reflecting - A Villanelle by Road Runner 3
Though paucity of spirit plagues my steps,
And load of daily lifting breaks my back,
Her scent upon the meadow fills me yet.
Immersed in somber cycles that beset,
I strain to ascertain that higher track,
Though paucity of spirit plagues my steps.
It seems the chill of age, its frosty heft,
Does hound my soul while I resist the pack,
Her scent upon the mead...
Friday 1st November 2019 4:10 pm
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