As I look at the stars above
As I look at space in all it's infinite glory
I realize someone whose mind was bent
Came along and stole my tent
Buy they left everything else
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
Welcome to Wonderland Where nothing is what it seems at first The straightest path Can wind into the darkest of woods Flower laugh because...
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