The intrawoven spangled sky
Dreams and souls intertwined
Are the roots to my ravenous mind
Unraveling whimsy as a bloom of springtime
The violet and blue fen
With the temerity to grow
Beyond the reach of acumen
The starfield in which I sow
"I saw the Angel in the marble, And I carved till I set him free." Every story has an impact, each tale matters
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Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
December Rose 
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