i reached out for my pen
and traced the blank paper with my finger
i traversed far beyond the horizon
lost in a moment of time
only to found myself sitting in a corner
i cherish these all
knowing that a glimpse gave me hope
as i continue to travel forward.
i write for passion and my freedom.
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Aug 27, 2021 02:23AM
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