In the middle of the night
I go fallow my dreams
To their bright light
To their radiant beams
I go looking for promise
While still being honest
This is a goal
Attached to my soul
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Paper airplane Lift up higher and higher Take off Never land Upon the wind Through the trees Fly plane fly Paper airplane Made of paper chea...
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