Found Poetry 666

7/14/21

I feel danger in the breeze
unable to stop
pursuers like the sun rising
now on cool honeycombed tiles
with the door closed
no one is around
yet they still approach	

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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