Deducing your truce to a nuisance.
Sounds, repeating through ground;
It echoes very clear this time of year, through the atmosphere. The relative position of the Earth in the universe, multiplied by the space dust that hits us.The trust of the wind gusts and what it brings us.
© 2012 S.D. McKinley
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Composition: Deducing Your Truce to a Nuisance
