Futility runs
Without moving anything:
Hemorrhaged effort.
August 10, 2016
Futility Runs
By emtwytte
This entry was posted on Wednesday, August 10th, 2016 at 11:38 pm and tagged with Futility Runs, Haiku, Poem, Poetry and posted in Poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.
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