Before the Journal

Roman Ryan March 4, 2023 Leave a comment

My string of words is taut
It's not released

My string of words is naught
It must increase

Songs swim upriver
I need to spawn

My string of words is caught
Without throat grease

The curious live through the nose
Unstrike my ego pose

My string of words is bought
My life is leased

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