I wander, today
Wasting the chance to grow more
To be, as I pass
How does it work?
Well now. That level of eloquence and heartfelt writing you achieve normally, in short-form. Says all it needs to say. Stunning work.
Love this one
This is very beautiful
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Well now. That level of eloquence and heartfelt writing you achieve normally, in short-form. Says all it needs to say. Stunning work.
Love this one
This is very beautiful