As a Gemstone Facet

I'm told there is light to bestow//Whether it be premonition or afterglow...

My Feet

Yet this I remember - beneath me are my feet...

The small raindrops on fallen leaves know what it is to have misplaced dreams...

"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.

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