Accounting

A Poem by Arachne.

Cater to the cadence of the wind fell windfall beat

the trying tryst in tune as the dealer's heart they meet

what prose will pose today what testaments they feat

the silent sound of tenure is the bitter heart's defeat

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Added on May 1, 2018
Last Updated on May 1, 2018

The Day