To where
the sharpest arrows
could attack
lies
the treasured haven
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Stream Of Consciousness
Poetry'No one dives into the shallowness.' an arrayed thoughts of various themes; a collection of knotted perception mostly free versed micro-poetry Started: August 2020 Completed: November 2020
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To where
the sharpest arrows
could attack
lies
the treasured haven
