I try to write,
try to form the words.
But all I can feel is nostalgia,
And the frequent twinge of aimless wander.

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wave of thoughts
Poetryone or one thousand words, a book you can always relate to. wave of thoughts serving you the medicine of pain. est. 090119
u n t i t l e d
I try to write,
try to form the words.
But all I can feel is nostalgia,
And the frequent twinge of aimless wander.