Wednesday, 7 March 2018

Rope.

Glimpses.  Just glimpses,
But glimpses nonetheless.
Moments of something,
Amidst the running stress.
Glimpses.  Just glimpses,
But they give a little hope.
A lifeline, to cling to.
I’m holder no tight to rope.
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