Quiet as the universe before it was formed
Only my feet a-noise making
In the only clearing where at last I found
A human just like me
At least to a point of reasoning
Being it only my reflection in a pool
On that dark and lonely night
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Cookies And Cream
Short StoryA collection of poems I write. And probably short stories. Yeah. ~ ~ ~ This is my first book ever to be shown to the world....
