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Random First Lines:This a very short poem about a couple who, thanks to their friends and family, get an important job done and decide to celebrate. » Read
In the when the sun has gone down behind the trees, thoughts come, like friends or like foes, to disturb the corridors of peace. This poem is the captured thoughts of such an evening and is intended to celebrate the randomness of ideas as they occur, and their connectivity.