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RE: Soliloquy for Circles - Writers Block Poetry Contest Week 6
"The sky is overcast,
by which I mean
I wore it like a coat;"
Now that is poetry:):):)
and the lake is still,
by which I mean
my smallest movements
shook stones from my pockets,
To receive praise from a writer whose works inspire me, quite honored.
That makes us a mutual admiration society then:):):)