Inflammable material
Bit of philosophy, thoughts, observations, and poetry...mainly poetry.
14/12/2011
The Review
The Review
Reaching a stage.
The pages are all there.
Full from before,
But not after.
Feels strange, this age.
Restless,
To compare.
Just a construct!
The spare ones are bare.
I can be.
Pointlessness?
No, free!
S. Camplin
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