Travel
Travel the world,
Cross the seas,
Be the wind that the birds fly through,
Travel the world of your soul,
Cross the past,
And be the love that will get you through.
11/06/17
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31 Moons
PoetryOcean deep Why are you killing me? Why are you forcing me to drown in the ocean of your eyes. So deep and so wide they are. With only stepping, a single foot, I am surely to die. 11/3/17
Moon seven
Travel
Travel the world,
Cross the seas,
Be the wind that the birds fly through,
Travel the world of your soul,
Cross the past,
And be the love that will get you through.
11/06/17
