Saturday, 7 November 2015

EVEN IF TO PRINT BECOMES A CRIME

I'm not certain of many uncertainties

not sure how long I'd live

I may not tread on earth for all eternity 

Can't even date my last breathe


I am but a racing cat

singing sweet meows to humanity's heart.

If you ask, I can't tell how

but I'd somehow print all of my paws

right here on the sands of time

even if to print becomes a crime.

ff:@solarspeaks or follow link ff:Solarspeaks on twitter

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