outside
roaring turbulent thundering
yelling laughing smiling
and then
inside
quiet thinking wondering
sighing sitting dreaming
are they even
the same?
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Poetry⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆ sometimes it feels like i carry rocks around with me on my back. ⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。⋆ a collection of ̶p̶o̶e̶m̶s̶ feelings
same
outside
roaring turbulent thundering
yelling laughing smiling
and then
inside
quiet thinking wondering
sighing sitting dreaming
are they even
the same?