Enter The Poet - Under The Soft Storm
The rain lasted all night, with its soft pitter-patter; a soft soothing lullaby for a very rough day. I lie in my bed enjoying the sound of past sorrows being flushed away; I hope it's sunny tomorrow.
Enter The Poet - On A Different Chapter
The life that we think we're living is just a narrative we tell ourselves; let’s hope the people we share it with are reading from the same pages.
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