You happened to me like a warm breeze entering in through an open window on some February day.
And 'twas magic how I'd forgotten that there ever had been something like winter.
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-Ira
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Inked Soul
Poetry❝ Don't be scared to write in ink. Bleed your thoughts, Let it carelessly infuse Between the spaces of blank paper. ❞ - I n k e d S o u l An assortment of short poems. Highest rank :- #01 in Poetry Cover by :- LovemeLovemenotAG ● ● ● Please do n...
