With each word I drift away into a new world and a brighter day. With these liberating moments I’m rid of this place. Lost in my thoughts where we are always face to face. In this regretful existence each of your words are a solace. You have me counting days, I’ll have you I promise.Continue reading “The Letter”
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Smith Shine Poetry 