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| From Magpie Tales |
It carries on its back the whorls,
the hopes of gamblers tossing dice,
hidden inside an enigma of chance.
Dainty steps climb the ladder of the universe
moving outward and inward, closing in on itself.
A circle never finding its end.
© Gerry at Strummed Words
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8 comments:
Some great phrases here: It carries on its back the whorls, and hidden inside an enigma of chance.
Very nice. Lovely write. :-)
Ah yes, truth in every word.
Lovely take on the prompt
Lovely interpretation ....
The enigma of chance, never finding its end. *Well* done...
i have no idea what this means...but I like the way it sounds when I read it
great ideas !
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