"Hey, can I follow you?"
"No, you can walk with me"
And the barriers of ages shattered in that single moment.
Writer's note: Can this be called a microtale or short poem? Let me know in the comments.
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Embrace The World
Poetry"I opened the window I smelled the flowers I saw the sunset I felt the breeze Then foul smells of rotten tree hit my olfactory receptors Grounds were blood smothered I saw the fangs hit the ankle I heard the unpleasant sighs I smiled with all the sa...
