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Sun beams, day dreams weave
Waking reveries unfold
Light plays with night's shade
About the Creator
Giri
Writer. Poet. Love Worldbuilding.
"Hear Me Out"
"Hear me out, what if we ran away together?" "Where do you want to go?" "Anywhere but here. We could move to a new city or to Canada, or we could disappear from society to live in the middle of the woods. Maybe a combination of two of those things would be good. What do you say?"
By Kay Husnick7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Oh I especially loved your last line! Fantastic poem!