Flutters sad,
Flutters faded,
Flutters in the wind,
Flutters amiss it's former glory
Once feared,
Once worshiped,
Once a great might,
Once held in great glory
Now tattered,
Now defaced,
Now hangs down,
And this our isle story
- The Drifter
- i am a being, a creature, a watcher, a giver, a taker, a lover, a hater, an observer, an individual drifting through this journey called life. And this is my story.....
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