With the sky
Always a
mutable game
For some
a hesitant hero
And others
a veined searchlight
Cozened
A Blind Bird
There's no sky, just stars.
With the sky
Always a
mutable game
For some
a hesitant hero
And others
a veined searchlight
A Blind Bird 
wow, which topography doth shade you?
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Of my crazy imagination, Christy. What say thee? 😛
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crazy is as the verses crazy drizzles 🙂 like the joker once said, “I am not mad at all. I’m just differently sane”
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You always have the right things to say (and I sugar coat it not for I despise sugar in tea as well as in words), Christy. You genius of a person!
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yikes, i am as much a genius as you are a psychopath 🙂 nevertheless, a bold and talented writer you are, and more and more – you must write!
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Then a good amount of genius you are! 😀
I will. Thank you! 🙂
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Reads like a story. Well done.
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Thank you! ❤
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