My Blue Shoes

A Blue Haiku

By Adriana KaragozianPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

They take me running,

to distances near and far.

I love my blue shoes.

love poems

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Adriana Karagozian

I am an ever-changing ameba of creative thought that transcends any specific genre. My writing is spiritual in nature, but I tend to traverse my way through many realms: like fantasy, fiction, non-ficiton, experiential and erotica.

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