Tag: scribble
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Cannot Want
I want things… I cannot want Looking for you in distant seas Wondering if you could live where I live In the time that I am living in But you want to live in a world full of nonsense Covered in a thick shield of fog and vanity Swirling into one Acting as though you’re…
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Book
Pages turning, one after another Scribbles and print all look the same The paper smells like home Nimble fingers tap on hard covers A close friend indeed Words that utter truth to those in need It’s hard not to contemplate Feelings and thoughts that time left behind In binding of this book Love always, Esha…
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