Under the stars
Away from if all
We sleep
We dream
The fire crackling
Breeze through the plants
We sleep
Owls hooting
Frogs Croaking
And every animal in the woods sounds like a stalker
Still We sleep
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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