Do you believe in magic and things of old?
Where so many glories were there to behold,
Pain was momentary and love was true,
So was your zest and happiness, everything seemed brand new,
I have longed to back to that place so free,
Where nothing on this earth could touch my dreams or me,
Through life's windy lonely maze,
I have come to that point; such a happy day,
Passing another emotional milestone, I can feel the change,
In me and in you today,
Who I am is known to few,
Today marks the start of something new.
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A Voice Unheard - Part II: Poetry
Poetry"A Voice Unheard" is an anthology of both prose and poetry covering topics related to human life and the struggles humans go through manoeuvring human relationships. It deals with issues that people don't normally feel comfortable expressing or deal...
