Order # 11390
Out Of Sight
I thought you clear
out my of sight,
way out of
mind,
This has not been
so, you're still
too easy to
find.
I shall practice long
and waiting to
close you
out,
It will take more than
my mind, to rid
of you, no
doubt.
Yorktown Disciple
Quatrain of Out Of Sight - 11390 - Yorktown Disciple
Poem Sanctum
Too
easy
to
find
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