Not every story is the true story,
but life, the book, is aways rough draft…
no names are taken out to hide the beguilers.
No shame is weighed among the ignorant beguiled.
An aphorism in the realm of gaseous we, free thought,
fly ***** caught by echo location,
recollecting the crack of the bat.
Here, catch.
Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 7:03 PM UTC
Not every story is the true story,
but life, the book, is aways rough draft…
no names are taken out to hide the beguilers.
No shame is weighed among the ignorant beguiled.
An aphorism in the realm of gaseous we, free thought,
fly ***** caught by echo location,
recollecting the crack of the bat.
Here, catch.
We are so few, who agree life pays rich dividends money cannot buy or fake.
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