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Kittens

The sun battles with the clouds
As they stand quiescent in the hollow breeze,
It was the thought that provoked him
The mindless, hapless creativity of thought, 133 more words

B. L. Crisp

Circle Box

I stand in the centre of a circle box,
a fly buzzes in the corner,
hitting itself.

B. L. Crisp

B. L. Crisp