sometimes it seems I am an Interloper riding on the edges of time
and yet, my arrival here in this world as an honored guest
is signaled by a whistling in my Mother's womb...
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
New Fresh Poem: Another Time
Another time another face another place
sometimes it seems I am an Interloper riding on the edges of time
and yet, my arrival here in this world as an honored guest
is signaled by a whistling in my Mother's womb...
(c) NovaCy Sept.12 2012
sometimes it seems I am an Interloper riding on the edges of time
and yet, my arrival here in this world as an honored guest
is signaled by a whistling in my Mother's womb...
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