falling down a steep hill, the world is still could this be real? this hill's now a mountain, this world, it's dead, a waterless fountain, this hill never ends it gets steeper and steeper, as I reach up I fall deeper and deeper, finally, i'm there, does anyone care? Written November 21st, 1999 © on Jul 01 2000 08:37 AM PST 0 • 1
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"falling down a steep hill,..."
Author:Francisco Larios
Source:AllPoetry
"falling down a steep hill,..." by Francisco Larios
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