A wheel, Rolling slowly, Came to a stop near me. It had no reason to be here. How odd.
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R Caudle • May 20, 2024 at 9:37 am
This poem definitely makes you think. Is the wheel rubber?
Katie Ring • Jan 25, 2024 at 8:17 pm
Very existential
R Caudle • May 20, 2024 at 9:37 am
This poem definitely makes you think. Is the wheel rubber?
Katie Ring • Jan 25, 2024 at 8:17 pm
Very existential