We drink our coffees and write our poetries in a series of sighs and whispers in hopes of keeping our souls and words intact. But what if they both choose to wander instead?
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Language: English
We drink our coffees and write our poetries in a series of sighs and whispers in hopes of keeping our souls and words intact. But what if they both choose to wander instead?
P O E M S / P R O S E / SHORT STORIES
Language: English
This is collective writting of words and expreciences i had with my Mother and my day to day views as a man .Now painting a view of life as we know it through my works of letters and poetry