marc-pruchnitzky
Everyday it feels all the same. Like I've done this all before and now I do it all again. Excitement it's hard to come by when you've already lived it once in another life. Poetry comes easy to me, words meld together as if they were made for the single purpose. Mabey they fact that my soul is so old it helps. / / / All of my poems belong to me and should not be reprinted without permission. ©
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