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
To think I saw it on Raspberry Mill The toot book The dish rag Beyond the bra I am not going to blow up If I ran away to the circus the 10...
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