RIP

Poetry

I feel a presence If I go too fast I lose it I rest I eat a little And dream of who I am in sky worlds The presence floods me My large wings open I could dream forever Soar, drift, watch I have many bodies In many worlds I rest in pieces

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Sandy shoes

I write to learn about my thoughts. Picking and placing words carefully is pretty fun! and I’m attempting a poem a day or sometimes more if I feel it. I like reading poems too so let’s be poetic friends :) and burn the light for lines