The pond rises slowly, bit by bit, ’til
it can contain
not one drop
more. We
can
be
like this
too, taking
on more than we
can hold. I’m hoping for a gentle spill.
JDG
The pond rises slowly, bit by bit, ’til
it can contain
not one drop
more. We
can
be
like this
too, taking
on more than we
can hold. I’m hoping for a gentle spill.
JDG
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