GreAt PoeTRy of 5 NaTIonS
Friday, November 25, 2016
8892. ASPIRE
ASPIRE
I am dross against your gold, and
shall be ever so - no comparison
in any way. I can reach the heights
at which you already excel. Nor
can I read the time. Which you
have made?
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