The wind blows through my hair,
As I walk and listen
To my favorite music.
Making me feel like
I can escape my life.
Even if for half an hour at most.
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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...
