January 1 January 1, 2025 by C comment 1 poetry creative / creative writing / new years / poem / poetry / time / writing Every morning is a shore this one as much as any other Some precipices hold an allure but not this one not anymore Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related
Really nice. Each word.
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