This post is a departure for Horizons of Significance. Instead of an essay, this post is a poem.
There have been times when while writing fiction or essays, I've felt what was coming out might really be a narrative or expository poem instead.
Coming off the last post, which seems to have brought some sort of break in the train that preceded it, I thought I'd include this poem, written right after. In its own way it belongs here, at least I think so…. All of my poetry can be found here.
Intention, Sincerity and the Works of I
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