Fingers unfurl slowly
From the winters howl
My mind will follow
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A/N:
This kinds begs a longer poem...it wants more...but i will not give into it's desire...not yet...
Hug someone today.
-DarthPadre
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Maximum Exposure
PoesiaThis is a continuation of 'Exposed'. There is no theme per se, just poems i have written over the years. If you see something you like please vote, comment and share. If you think you see one of those one in a hundred poems, shoot me a note, i'm...
