Full Sway
There never was just another dayA sea unseen, (she says) a sky so gray
With rain we wish the time away
It's plain as if as though there were something there before
Oh yes, ( what is ) I know, ( not you ) or me
Constellations swinging in full sway
There never was, just another day
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2022-08-07 at 20:17
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