britta - Hello Poetry

britta

Norwegian I am a woman of words, who can not seem to understand my thoughts until placed upon a page in scribblings, waiting to be decoded. / / I am a nomad, a gypsy, a drifter. / / I am curious and introspective. / / Poo Poo on this, who are you?

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