No Harm
I have no thought of harming nowAnd little interest in the world
It appears to me so stupidly absurd
I have learned to live in our moments.
With no thoughts about my future
I dance all the stances away
Then leave myself quite welcome
To tackle every day.
It comes eventually
This ability to fathom
The harm.
No?
Poetry by limber junctionson
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Written on 2008-06-16 at 03:12
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