Sunday, April 13, 2025

Always a beginning*



 Always a beginning*


I come to this point where I stand

Seems like the end for no more land

But a continuance seems to take place

It moves from such spot to another space

Then to me where I left off there is no end

Picking up from here once more to begin


Dom*Colucci 2013

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