When the wind whispers for us to flee,
When the dark waves advance threateningly,
When the heat of the trees is too intense,
When the dangerous sky rages and vents,
When fragments of earth crash into one another,
All we can do is cling to our sisters and brothers.
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The Inner Emotions of an Amateur.
PoetryJust a collection of poems that I wrote to show my feelings and those of the people around me. Nothing major, but still check it out and tell me what you think.
