Tag: #Blessings
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All Roads… #Poetry
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In the shadow of the mountainI felt my blood cool, my footsteps become slower,as if someone were pulling me back, holding me.My mind on high alert, my thoughts upgradedThe stars began changing colour,like million shards of a broken kaleidoscope thrown into the air, my thoughts rushing to keep upwith the information penetrating my mindThen, like…
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#Writephoto ~ Emerging ~ #Poetry
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#WRITEPHOTO – EMERGING For visually challenged writers, the image shows a green man (with the traditional leaves for his hair) emerging from a bricked up tunnel. Blessings I am not who they think I am They think I represent nature, WRONG My heart, if I had one would be black, torn Created by a curse…