I find my self flowing
with the wind
ebbing as well
cycling like the moon
growing too in every facet
how beatiful it is to live
to acknowledge the expanse
that seperates us from
the ones whom had a glance
of the what if what happenings
while flowing, the great mystery
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Thresheld
PoetryMy life is a series of thresholds that I overcome through poetry. Love, loss, pain, regret, humor, irony, word play, and even sarcasm are as much apart of my life as they are central to my poems here. I am Thresheld. UPDATE: It's been quite a few ye...
