Jonathan grant McElroy- Scrambled Ink
poetry
Monday, March 10, 2014
Order
I fear nothing
For nothing is to fear
Everything happens in it's obtained order
I accept that these things are not mine to steer
After all worrying won't make my life any shorter
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