Chosen Words - Our world in flux

 

Plumes


All

The

Wrong

Words


Accounting

For 

My 

Time


Thought flurry

Sound image


This

Sentence

Is

A

Sword


Silence


Why 

Time


Vessels


Seeds


Music

Which

Speaks

For 

Me


This

Country

Is

At 

War


Something

Resonating


Forgotten

Places

Private

Spaces



Spend 

It

Wisely


No

More

War


These 

Words

Are

Mine





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