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Writer's pictureWilhelmina McWhorter

Bickles


A dirty november night

Muddy and cold

With winding road

Tiwning thoughts of futures

Uncreated and unknown

Fantasy mixed with fire

Movies unwritten


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Learn to swim or build a boat When you walk or wander into water You tread the waning tide For fear of drowning in the smallest moment

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