And then he, someone that I called world, made me realize that there are more planets in the universe. A habitat of diverse mankind species, distinct from one another. I am a wanderer, who seeks to find a planet, suitable to live, and I saw him. He shined with brilliance, a life that I never felt before, a planet that I imagined to be lived by mine. Yet, I was not of its kind, it was the home of another that illuminated their connection of life and love. I was no kind, I was a wanderer, an alien that traveled through space and time, hoping to live and feel life in this person that I called world.
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Galaxies of Feelings
PoesíaWriting is a form of expression of feelings bearing your mind's creative and imaginative thinking and your heart's desire to showcase your art and share the wonders of every letter spoken. Poetry is a type that does the readers an imaginative feeli...
