Tag: #Wordle510
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The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 510 ~ #Poetry
I watch the train recedeThe distance swallowing it like an old filmFading into the next sceneA dream being played outYours, or the film makers, you cannot tellFrame by frame the space before your eyesFills with images you would rather not seeThe old shed holds the secretAgain, you must winThe small gold chain you wearHas become…