Found Poetry 1,044
5/25/22
our sociable shadows boiling in the shavings of humanity threaten to take that threshing in the wake does it disturb the trinity? each bubble a dream each ripple a year the source is sure the shore too close and so closes
This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.
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