I have heard the praise in the taunts
of nature in her disdain
And felt the tears upon my face
to believe them only rain.
Nicely woven E.
as always, wordsy "a thin trail of whispers
across a wandering mind
faint flashes of fantasy
that I often find
merely jaded shadows
of who I used to be
they fill with words, my pages
for all the world to see"
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