poetry

I wish time could be bottled.

I'd keep a shelf full of summer days.
And a cabinet filled with childhood.

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so this is gonna be a place where i write my poems about anything on my mind. the poems that were previously in "braindump" are moved to this book, so it's partly just a repost of my old book. for prompts and drabbles maybe check out my book "braindump" that'd make me happy thank uu:)