Riled Up
the foolhardy ramblings of a passionate dude.
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Thresholds, a poem
Thresholds upon thresholds
Under which my flesh holds
Tightly to my bones, surviving
Though not quite thriving
As I slowly walk alone
On this large spinning stone
Searching for a Home.
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