we Stood still Waiting

we stood still waiting
)sometimes honest men
lie( where bleached
bones lay was a story.

And in perfectly disastrous
moments a beautiful butterfly
floats.

:: 10-10-2017 ::

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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