They do not Know Me.

Time Capsule Haiku

By Clare ShortalPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Time will heal all wounds /

Or at least that's what they say /

They do not know me.

sad poetry

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Clare Shortal

Since I could first string a sentence together, I've been a passionate storyteller. Creating worlds and characters and bringing forth emotions in myself and others bring me such clarity and purpose.

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