Beyond the mess of imperfections expressed.
By a nesting of delusions…
That have come to rest to infest.
Keep some of that deliciousness,
To further explore a usefulness adored…
And rare.
Share it if you dare.
But do not become depleted.
Inspired by:
Maurice D. Robertson
Hartford, Connecticut
‘Thank you, Mo…
For all of the gifts and talents you show! ‘
-Lawrence-
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