She stepped out from the shadows
And wandered through the fair
And everywhere she walked
Sunshine followed in her wake
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A Work In Progress
PoetryThis is merely a collection of poetry that I decided to start. It contains works I've completed and will be added to as the year progresses. I wanted to see if I could write a poem a week, which will be especially interesting considering my fluctuat...
My Fair Lady (16/11/2015)
She stepped out from the shadows
And wandered through the fair
And everywhere she walked
Sunshine followed in her wake
