I awake in the calmness of tranquil poetry protected in love time losing all grip over me music notes dancing in a gentle summer breeze i'm like a loose leaf from a tree not care roaming free
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
I awake in the calmness of tranquil poetry protected in love time losing all grip over me music notes dancing in a gentle summer breeze i'm like a loose leaf from a tree not care roaming free
I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray. View more posts
Thank you you’re too kind
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Beautifully expressed
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