still left blank after all this time
not even one riddle or a
well versed rhyme
was it to assuage?
or a lethargic mind
letting it smolder then fade?
It now matters not...
the smoke and mirrors
of the well written plots
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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