Raquel Angel Nagler


Scarred Mirrors (40) - Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

It's my hand
That tries to concentrate time,
To pour
All that was, all that is, all that will be
In a tiny caress.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013


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