With every pulse of a new day,
we wait for the veil to be lifted.
For our tired souls to thrive.
For the hands of the clock
to chime - freedom.
For the world to renew
and find rhythm again.
- EJ
©Emma-Jane Barlow,
all words are my own.
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A Collection Of Poetry (EJPoetry)
PoetryA collection of poetry that I have shared on different social media platforms. I will keep adding to this collection so add it to your library. Follow me on Instagram, Twitter & Facebook @EmmaJanePoetry.
