One Year Shooting From The Lip
One year writing project. Words are my weapon.
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quiver
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Thursday, 5 January 2017
One Cowardly Owner
Someone held the stool
and he quivered as he tried to mount
a creature so mysterious and wild
He would need to brandish
strength he searched his depths to find
but came up short.
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