This is my poem for Lydia’s challenge.
In this challenge I had to pick two numbers,
The first to determine the number of words she gave me.
The second, to determine the degree of difficulty
I chose 7 and 10
Here are the words I recieved, thanks for the great words Lydia! :D
In A Name
But letters, and the echo of ones thoughts.
With a name, can one define ones self ?
Through simplicity, or complexity, Pregnant with meaning.
A noun to Locate or define one's Domain.
In the act of naming, can one find Reason?
Or a Window to memories lost, or those Deceased?
But to dwell upon such fragile memories, would one not Suffocate?
And here I wonder, upon the silent enigma
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