Tower

Shaking ground
Changing towns
I am southward bound
Pandoras hopes found
I reflect astound
Seen within a circle round
Purpose spirals stars unwound
Re weaving finer fortunes clouds
To rain the past a shroud
Settling thunders loud
Articulated heart reSounds. 
-Leanne Margaret [C] 2014

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