Tools With No Hands Poem by Alexander Keli Mutua
Tools With No Hands
The quote and squat of emotions and thoughts within the surface that resurface the tread of the soul. Within the depths of the trees, the desert skies and the dusting tread. Which weld emotions and thoughts into harmony a liking the trees that engulf the mind with a hide of the fruits. The ripen and sharpen of emotions and thoughts within the bends and ends that street the unraveling pages of life.
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