Shards (Walking On Broken Glass)A Poem by PeteThen, there is the thin transparency of November's light; on a cloudless day, it is the clearest glass. - Thoreauwigs of love worn with bold crass hearts' sharp, broken glass © 2025 PeteAuthor's Note
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