How I wish my glasses could singIn search of my eyes, and a visionIf they get lost, a bell should ringHow I wish my glasses could sing lost in dreams, but can’t lose real thingsthoughts desperate for a locationHow I wish my glasses could singIn search of my eyes, and a vision W3 Prompt #182
I came this far and then no more handcuffed gestures mourn shackled feet parched lips, thirsty near the shore I came this far and then no more It took years to get past the lure struggling mind and heart to meet I came this far and then no more handcuffed gestures mourn shackled feet https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/27/almost-a-triolet/
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