Run AwayA Poem by Pete"To different minds, the same world is a hell, and a heaven." - Thoreau![]() Alone. My cover blown. I warmed myself beside his fire. At the midnight hour. When things were most dour. Destiny does not consume. In Heaven's womb. That's precisely when night becomes day. When you're about to ... ... run away ... © 2018 PeteAuthor's Note
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