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Poetry and #crowdfunding 

#crowdfunding still. Time running out. But… poetry, impromptu style.


Standing still. 

The flakes fall silently around me.

The moment is shattered.

Dogs barking. People shouting.

The flakes still fall.

Dream of standing in the forest.

Flakes fall as the wind makes the trees sing the song of time.

Peace. Silence. 

Solitude in my mind.



Creative Geek Of All Trades. Do you really need me to explain that one?