leaving the rice millA Poem by paperrush
riding over the bridge
in your small dark car i'd watch planes pass overhead desperately wishing to be their passenger and not yours. © 2013 paperrushReviews
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1 Review Added on December 8, 2013 Last Updated on December 8, 2013 AuthorpaperrushAboutlover of lowercase letters and run-on sentences, disjointed freeverse, tiny poems jammed up with heart. sometimes true. not always. searching for sanctuary from lost almost thoughts. more..Writing
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