
I'll find it in the dirt pummelled into my arches
Find it in the washaway moments of the day
It's in the patterns, no particular order
In the pit of orderliness
The Flight
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I'll find it in the dirt pummelled into my arches
Find it in the washaway moments of the day
It's in the patterns, no particular order
In the pit of orderliness
The Flight
|
Comments (1)
We find order in the chaos of poems and words. I liked this!