—a glance—askance

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

—a glance—askance




a glance—askance

a walk in the woods perchance

life throws at you your throes

endless friendships go astray

only soul mislaid, betrayed








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"endless" that envelopes our

"endless" that envelopes our experience of life entire; of having gone astray, of beling mislaid, of betrayal and betraying. And most importantly, we live so fast and furiously that it's but a chance glanse.... endlessly sideways glancing. Terrific. Thanks for sharing. 


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