Whirlwind songs constantly begin on a face of tomorrow, yet your reflection of meaning awakens a reason seeking to believe on an eve of forever yester
Whirlwind songs
constantly
begin on a
face of
tomorrow, yet
your reflection
of meaning
awakens a
reason
seeking to believe
on an eve
of forever yesterdays.
A constant
boundless
truth
whose ruse
is our forever love
broken loose
#smallpoems
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