A long silent night has ended and a loud day has begun. Billions of dynamites have exploded and an evil crowd may have lost their whole life span. No more demons roam on my world with earthquakes but four more angels home my pearl like oysters, keeping my heart safe and sound like a roadster.
- August 6, 2019
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Prismatic Poetry
PoesieA poetry book containing poems written between 2018-2020. The poems were originally written and used by me as Instagram captions for my turtle's account, @maxxloniatheturtle.
