-George Moore
Without change,
flying through a silver lining.
Aerodynamically flawed,
But you fly anyway.
Mold and mend a new existence.
Why would you need anything else?
Holding high an award
Given to you by a stranger
A smile changes everything.
Poem by bamboo boy at 2:13 PM
2 comments:
heyyyyy, i recognize that man.
I should hope so :)
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