means to an end On 2019070720190707 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems choices, like melting changing the discernible into colored wax out where the soul’s allegiance seeks any returning wave To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…