Once begun...the hidden thing..
Begets a life it's own
The tiny bits..they barely fit..
Later...to atone
Later's late...'tis past the gate
The pony...given head
Racing from it's tale...untrue
Yet...backing what was said
Scheme on
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Author:
James Perrin (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 2nd, 2024 00:19
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