The words on my lips fits like a glove: You are a fighter, but I am the fire of a brand new day
Dreaming of Love That Doesn’t Know My Name
The words on my lips fits like a glove: You are a fighter, but I am the fire of a brand new day
Ignorantly, I claim this is why I do not allow myself L'air du Paradis.
Helping people thrive
because we're all in this together
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Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
Poetry and Flash Fiction
