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When I went to writing a poem

  • David Smith
  • Apr 10, 2018
  • 1 min read

When I went to writing the poem

It was no longer clear

Where they were coming from

If I was no longer here

It was as if I was on a sailing ship

Sailing away into the horizon

And posting messages in a bottle.

DS Poem

April 10, 2018

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