open fields
flowing thoughts in the winds of change and highlights of poetry that stir it up
Thursday, May 31, 2007
desert rain
desert rain come and pound my senses
flow through my beaten brain
and wash all thoughts away
it is the soul's fire smothered
by duty
is there no mercy
for self?
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