A fiery soul,
A heart of Gold,
And a hand of water.
A writer's mind may never mold
only ripen as their days unfold.
-Mayne
Hello! If you liked my little poem, thanks!
If not then you probably shouldn't be reading my stories, they're all pretty symbolic.
Anyways enjoy!
-Mayne
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