Thursday, October 8, 2015

Friends in Poems

Friends in Poems Friends move, change, destroy create, cry, laugh, get angry, get sad, exult. All the words they speak or write move in and out of lives like unpredictable weather, blurring then coming around in twisted or waving spirals which mean nothing unless you were there at the places where lives touched then flew wide to balloon like storms or the perfectly unsettling glory of just after sunset

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