Moon - Metamorphosis

Moon

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Reads 22
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Parts 8
Time <5 mins

Collection of short poems

When we cannot express with our mouth open
Let our eyes stare at a piece of paper
Let the mind travel fast to th unknown
Let our voice be her with the pen we use...

Inkless pen to a clouded paperAll Rights Reserved

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