and then it came
First blew the wind
Then fell the rain
Third, it all stopped
And then it came.
Then fell the rain
Third, it all stopped
And then it came.
Kelseybelle commented on and then it came
04-26-2009
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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