It's amazing when the imagination comes and the words start pouring through your fingers, like a river that sings on a lazy sunny afternoon. It seems that was yesterday that I sang my sorrows and joys in words... Waiting for the ink to take one away and make the other stay. But it wasn't yesterday. It was on a distant past that seems unreal. But here I am again. Words, feelings... All spinning inside my head. Looking for a breach.Come into my world,...
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