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Sunday, January 11, 2009

Hangman - IV

Your thoughts raced on a track
of doubts like a horse tied
to the starting gate when the start
was never in sight. You packed
your words and warmed
the engine for the journey
home to finish the game
you wished to win.
Posted by Autumn at Sunday, January 11, 2009
Labels: pffa, poetry, seven-seven

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