The Poet Enters - Ineffably
My art is perfect, it is made so by my skills; skills honed and sharpened by time and experience. I am the storm and the forest, the rustling you hear is my own; and I will be known by the sound and tone of my words.
Enter The Poet - A Little Up, From Down
From time to time, there are moments within life, which we can enjoy; often, they are so few, that we spend more time recalling them, rather than enjoying them. 😞
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