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Until the Words Turn


Until the Words turn into lines, I keep my mind fixated on the unknown Unsure, not clear, second guessing My own thoughts. Until the Lines turn into stanzas, I wonder how they will appear Confused, uncertain, doubting My true judgment. Until the Stanzas turn into a story I can see the fragmentary design Words carrying on the Lines that Move the Stanzas toward the end of the Magnificent page like a glorious tale… But--- until the Words turn, I wait.
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