Thoughts that come to mind


In my hand

From above my fingers feel what others only think. A born leader held apart, oh what matters is not my concern! Here and the now is what shall be or has to be. Copyright 2011, apachee blue



Poetry by Apachee blue
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Written on 2011-08-21 at 02:02

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