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I am but a mirror of wordsmith self, scribing with etheric words. I walk and pen moves gracefully. I run and my words move in open corral. I fly and phases glide inside my dreams. I breath and visions breath ready to dance upon page.
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Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 2:15 AM UTC
MIRROR
I am but a mirror of wordsmith self, scribing with etheric words. I walk and pen moves gracefully. I run and my words move in open corral. I fly and phases glide inside my dreams. I breath and visions breath ready to dance upon page.
Poetry mirrors life and life mirrors poetry. Inspired by a chat with lefaNdlovu...Thanks
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66/F/New York
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 2:15 AM UTC
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