In the short while that I've been here,
I have seen people so lost
They cannot even recognize their own footprints
In the snow.
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A Touch of Wonder
PuisiA book of poetry filled with thoughts, experiences, and emotions. "As I walk down the slippery street, My face streaming with tears, The sadness can barely be sustained. But you suddenly kiss away my fears, My dear umbrella in the rain."
Wandering to Nowhere
In the short while that I've been here,
I have seen people so lost
They cannot even recognize their own footprints
In the snow.
