Tag Archives: Butterflies

Wander

Look darling how our path is funny, strange and never straight. Like the butterfly wandering in his slightly drunken state. Come along the shoreline with me, watch the tide recede. Bubbly lines of sea foam linger there in need. See … Continue reading

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Just a game

I long to tell a grand story though, The insides of the insides go lacking. The days are shortening in which myself Begins to see myself miserably cracking. A boy of seven stands stiffly peering Eight would not be justice … Continue reading

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