Along the by the byways
of our endless thoughts
traveled far and away
infinite ideals, valued
only to those who
afford stand firm
in beliefs unsolved
but for self am I
cherished in a
blanket laced
with possibilities
unblemished.
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 3:49 PM UTC
Along the by the byways
of our endless thoughts
traveled far and away
infinite ideals, valued
only to those who
afford stand firm
in beliefs unsolved
but for self am I
cherished in a
blanket laced
with possibilities
unblemished.
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