Doubly So-


Rings this vain.

Hearts are inside-

This nettled Crane.

Penning down,

our insane.

Drifting off the backseat o’ a bunker,

Dupe your busting woes to the ones that carelessly.

Intrude upon this space.

Like an endless looping-

o’ all the words that freeborn.

This pragmatic speech,

Outlining the course that woes.

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Just a fourteen year-old Canadian boy fascinated by the dead art of language. View all posts by B.K. Brown

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