Enter The Poet - Popping And Fresh
Dawning of the day, and my sleepy eyes greet the sun. It is a wholesome day and warmth is it's covering. How many days of sun will I overlook, before partaking in their glory; for surely they are numbered.
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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