She was dressed to impress. Unknowing I was watching she flicked her hair, as if to psych herself up. She entered the building tall. I wish her much luck.
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
She was dressed to impress. Unknowing I was watching she flicked her hair, as if to psych herself up. She entered the building tall. I wish her much luck.
I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray. View more posts
I too flicked my hair..
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Maybe it was you 😀
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Thanks Jim 👍
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good 🌞
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