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Wednesday, July 05, 2017

Thoughts: Wandering

Have you a stepping stone?
That could stand the crumbling
Hill mound of my heart
Lo! I'd pay in treasures that
surpass the whitish cloud
Behold, I'd cherish you with
roaring waves of ocean,
Just tell me, you have a Hill mound
To crumble my stepping stones.

Have you a relished tongue?
That could beseech hearts to calm
Maybe, lean against the wall of my mind
To hear from the agonies within
Thus, I'd price pride in values of thousands
Lo! I'd wear you a garb of cowries
If you could calm my heart
And, I, freed to lean against
the wall of your mind
I'll be all yours in words and wishes.

El cypher.

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