“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Saturday, November 17, 2018
Wishsome
A little bird said:
Change your energy
(in the situation)
She repeated Hope
in different ways
indifferent to the tears.
Hold on-Al Anon,
you don't have to do
anything Now.
But it Happens
to be
anyway, the note
I only hear Hope.
Painting by Abraham Busschop, c. 1708 in [Public domain].
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