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


A 

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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