Thé Everywhere of HomeA Poem by Alfred KukitzSilence as HomeThe Everywhere of Home Stretched beyond the steam engine’s roar Surfaces facing any one of the storms I hear a yell within me stampeding to opportunity When I find myself in the maiden of silence I gaze upon the everywhere of home. © 2019 Alfred Kukitz |
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11 Reviews Added on November 5, 2019 Last Updated on November 5, 2019 AuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more.. |

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