My bones are tired.
We live in such demanding world, it asks us and expects us to live every day.
What if life in ourselves was an element that ended? As if we didn't have life in us some days.
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COLLECTION OF POEMS (English)
PoetryI will be posting some poems that I have written. Hope you like it, comment, follow me, vote if you like it & if you want more like this.
