A christened wish, I don’t exist. – Nina

weeki_wachee.jpgLittarily latereral illiterate babble.

How my poems go, thus just a stones throw

My gibberish fished your wish

Out the pond here it is; as a gift…

Go ahead, take it with you and drift through the mist

Pretend it never happened

I didn’t exist.

-Nina

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