lets take a map and follow the paths.
eventually, we'll end up somewhere,
but we'll end up together.
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Forsaking My End
PoetryWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
Map
lets take a map and follow the paths.
eventually, we'll end up somewhere,
but we'll end up together.
