Capital q Poetry
Poetry from the fellow Trent Bellwood
5/10/13
Dust
To dust away
Extrasect and stay
A perfect oust
Slip through time and space
Throughout
Tween ghost-steps
And alleyways
And roundabouts
Until it finds back around
To one worth being found
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