Fear No Poetry
Excursions into poetry with no boundaries nor expectations.
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Sunday, April 7, 2019
Cloud-Fall
Every lining
has a silver cloud.
Into every rain
a life must fall.
Not all
who are lost wander.
I can write
the reading on the wall.
J. Pratt-Walter,
©
4/7/2019
NaPoWriMo day 7
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