Wandering

A lost soul

By SE BaranPublished 3 months ago • 1 min read

Wandering

Photo by Rohit Varma on Unsplash

Spirit in the woods

Moaning for the end to come

A mist shrouds the trees

About the Creator

SE Baran

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