For some poets the night is the perfect sphere. With pen and paper in hand, they come to die in agony and be born again healed.
©2022 Micheline Jean Louis
For some poets the night is the perfect sphere. With pen and paper in hand, they come to die in agony and be born again healed.
©2022 Micheline Jean Louis
Ohh such vivid wordings! It made my heart soared to the endless sorrows and made me feel calm inside. Thank you
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