Little bo-peep
Took her broom to sweep
Some dust under the rug once more
What are you hiding my dear
That you dare not share
Or is that forever a forbidden door
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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