And you'll never feel
The touch of primrose,
or the breathing of trees
By your back.
You'll never feel;
For you never knew
To try,
Dear Neighbor.
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My mind is the only place where I cannot be hurt but before you read my poetry you are stepping into my mind you can judge me all you want at this point of life I do not care anymore!!
-T.P.📖🖋