Pink soiled hands
Rush hide go stop
Will she be sought?
Will she get caught?
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This post was in response to Trifecta Trifextra Weekend Writing Prompt:
~ we challenge you to write a poem of your own in either 33 words, 3 lines or 3 stanzas
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If you never tried to hide from someone whose mind you could not read, but whose actions you knew well, this is what it feels like. I’m no poet, but I thought I’d give it a try.
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