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Nov 2022
I have a running mind, chasing ***** thoughts
my feet are shadows of stepping into a dark past
tears made of stone; to cry and put up a wall
dreams are glassβ€”careful not crack if they don't happen
And being in love is time, I'm just searching for someone right
to spend all my time with...
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
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