serendipity WOL comp (Remove filter)
No. 4
Against all odds
it came to pass,
that the seed falling
on rocky ground,
grew
never knew
the role it played
the weight it bore
on camel’s back
this one last blade
breaking in its wake
future, present, past
imperfect words
in a hostile world
too full of tense
He looked for answers
for someone to blame
she
played the ...
Thursday 2nd February 2012 10:22 pm
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