There's a sea in my eyes, and a song in my heart
My soul the whisper of far off stars ,
They shine the breath of the end of the days,
Forever is a fable of warm lit nights ,and pulsating dawns
Among the shores of remembrance
I have become washed up like a treasure , encompassing
Mysticism and discovery ,
A story unraveling of its charms,
The bells and baubles of whisdom and gems ,the prism of many angles with a thousand views.
The wind whispers mg thoughts,
And lifts off a cantankerous notion ,on the edge of dreams swept away, by an inginitudr of wonders.
- Annabelle
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Project Feel
Non-Fiction"Written words speak when your voice fails" I started this project almost two years ago as a way for people all around the world to see that they are not voiceless or alone and that there isn't just one version of life. Not only that but also to sh...
