They don't see me
They don't talk with me
They don't touch me
They don't know much about me
They don't love me
And, still, all I wish for are crystal dawns and vanilla skies.
Monday, 11 December 2017
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Poetry and thoughts, many times darkened due the shadows of reality. I've published a book with love poems: https://www.amazon.com/Love-Compilation-selected-poetry-greatest/dp/B09WYVJQQ2
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