Echoes of Truth
A storefront window
dissolving echoes of truth
eternally etched
in the minds of old youth
sits centered
on a mossy brick facade.
Those passing by
never see what’s inside.
Though honestly,
that’s by design.
Perpetual dissonance
behind the arched cedar door
with its inside, not out
weathering more.
And the old cobblestone road
leads to long...
Wednesday 22nd November 2023 1:27 am
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