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Petrichor consumes my nostrils as drops of rain
Soak through clothes to the skin of my weak limbs
Mixed with sweat and tears, a salty aftertaste as if I am melting
A journey so long to be heard for who I am and want to be
Holding tight to the vision of a yellow line as some sort of destiny
About the Creator
C. H. Richard
My passion is and has always been writing. I am particularly drawn to writing fiction that has relatable storylines which hopefully keep readers engaged
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Comments (6)
lovely
Very sensational and uplifting, Cindy! 🤗
Such a great take on the challenge, loved it!
This was so beautiful and uplifting! Loved your poem!
I could see that line in the distance, so well done!!
Magnificent inspirational poem!!! Love it!!!❤️❤️💕