I often dream
Of lone blue seas
Water I breathe
Is home for me
I slip through tides
Of churning thick tea
Still nobody
In me believes
From flowing hair
To tail of green
I am a "myth"
Curiously.
Yet I exist
Only in dreams
Of lone blue seas
Fantasy deemed.
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Shorts and Poetry
De TodoJust random chapters or point of views from different movies or stories that already exist! Some poetry as well! Nothing is tied to the next chapter so read what you wish! I'll take suggestions for things to write!
