Poetry
Wind’s War
A blustery day of early Fall, a war ‘between wind and trees The broganned breeze trumps boldly into strip the mottled leaves Its icy fingers
A blustery day of early Fall, a war ‘between wind and trees The broganned breeze trumps boldly into strip the mottled leaves Its icy fingers
I am probably just one more person shouting my opinion into the void on this matter but I’m going to say it anyway: Lost Children
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