Ignore Ence

There are words without

meaning.

Legible gibberish.

Pictographs of alphabets

that rattle the mind and deplete the spirit.

Sabres to clash to invoke shame

or to lead to still waters.

Until the ends meet

and a child is not denied a tomorrow.

I will lay in the wreakage

of the house I built.

 

 

 

 

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I am Ence

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War Or Peace

The outcome is topical as we balance on yet another edge between nation-states of war or peace. Like this. Adorably well spoken! ~Lady A~

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You read me so well. thank

You read me so well. thank you.