UnconditionalA Poem by PeteIn winter we lead a more inward life. Our hearts are warm and cheery, like cottages under drifts. - Thoreaubombarding it with my foolhardy questions i listen intently behind a slumbering, cold shoulder carried 'pon the back of a stealth, blue breeze comes a latent response in the whirlwind of taciturn time since when does creation need a reason © 2021 PeteAuthor's Note
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