Soul Sparks
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Last published Sun, Feb 11, 2018
One spark is all that is needed to start a fire,
One spark of inspiration and suddenly an explosion of words and Images flash across your mind,
I wonder what happens when you get hit by lighting...
This poetry collection has a real life basis, seeing the world from many different perspectives.
Poetry is a beautiful medium, it doesn't discriminate. All my thoughts can be spurred out in one way so wonderfully.
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