Daily Archives: Nov 8, 2014

Washboards and Ripples

The Med fashions ripples of sand As the wind blows musings in cloudy ridges Washboard clouds and sand Scrubbing thoughts rolling them over Looking for a path to let it go to retain the clean pure and true to create … Continue reading

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