The air is blowing through my hair
My raft is falling with the waves
With the ocean ahead and land behind
My adventure begins
I'm free at last
Author's Note:
This picture was made using clip-art from the internet and Photoshop.
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What Writing Can Say That My Voice Alone Cannot: A Poetry Collection
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry that I've written a long time ago as well as recently. They will include the themes of love and nature, as well as angst and sorrow. All credit for writing and artwork goes to me unless otherwise noted.
