Time will come where faces start to look alike
Where voices sound similar
Where the roads seem identical
They all might be similar to the eyes
But look at them through your heart
See the unseen
As the heart isn't tricked by looks
but looks for the soul and heart
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April
PoetryApril meaning Open by name And by these poems, I wish to be open to the month Cover by @MiaBookNerd -------------------------------------------------- Update from September about the NaPo challenge: I didn't think of giving these poems titles I bas...
