Poem -
Soil or season ( no longer reason ).
Madness grows
like wild fire
Covering everything
within desire
Not an inch
untouched
Let the heart lay bare
Woven into the ground
burial of agony
Above ground
Weaving in and out
Of what's left of love
Cut not with scissors
No gardening glove
Soil or season
No longer reason
An echoing heart
No treason.
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Dear Poetess Nardine Sanderson,
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI