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Poetry collection. Again. I wanted to have my poems of this style in just one collection hence, this. ©bil garcia/ flightywords
Poetry collection. Again. I wanted to have my poems of this style in just one collection hence, this. ©bil garcia/ flightywords
Here are some thoughts I wrote down, usually late at night. Mostly about him. Sometimes about life. Read if you want to, react if you want to. It's just here because I feel like I need them to be somewhere. Somewhere to be found. Somewhere to be remembered. In case somebody ever cared, here is it. Thats me. Thats how...
Do our memories even exist? We make them but it doesn't last forever. Where do our memories go? Is there a certain place where they can live forever and never forgotten? Our mind and heart are connected to each other. We love to remember things, the best and even the worst memories, it is undeniable. We express ou...