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The ageless plight of persistant awakening, Thoughts protruding into my every day, The restless inner noise of ruminations, Rustling windy bow-quaking wispers, remain. The restling of memory spurs a conversation with the past Concerning things I have done, As I recourse for resolution within the recollection.
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May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 7:17 AM UTC
SWM seeks closure
The ageless plight of persistant awakening, Thoughts protruding into my every day, The restless inner noise of ruminations, Rustling windy bow-quaking wispers, remain. The restling of memory spurs a conversation with the past Concerning things I have done, As I recourse for resolution within the recollection.
I'm just playing around with a bit of alliteration this morning. I figure the proverbial inner monologue is just as good a topic as any.
cecil-miller
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May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 7:17 AM UTC
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