November 01, 2019 nighttime sounds: an owl in a tree,wind rustling the remaining leavesgnarly branches,black against the moonthe sweetest dreams,taking residence in my heartyou & Ian impossible possibilitythe sheets will not reveal my secrets Share Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels micropoetry π¬π§ Share Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments
December 01, 2021 whispered to the stars ✨ countless names, -yet all the same the ones we loved the ones we lost once upon a time remembered, but forgotten they'll remain always always the same Read more
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