Liquidity

chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
Rain remembers what is forgotten as hurt
When faded pain comes back it’s the storm
Raging sky chimes lightning thunder striking blows
I was calmer than content, until the rains started in
All I am now is a puddle
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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