Glimpses (2)

She was authentic, always,
In her fervor and her clumsiness;
Broken down and cold in hope,
A warm lead and a red-hot mess

A neverland of wondering,
A bucketful of joy:
Another day’s determination
No one can


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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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