I imagined us walking towards the horizon
I imagined us reaching for the stars
I imagined us exchanging our hearts
but in fact
the earth is round
and the sky full of clouds
and ransomed are only those without scars
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SKIES (poetry)
PoetryA short but growing collection of my poems. I write for myself, to deal with my environment, to capture my thoughts, to tell and retell stories I live or dream. There is no specific genre of poetry I will commit to, there will be reflections on the...
