Tuesday, June 13, 2017

How old am I really?

Words. Pouring forth. Like burning bubbles. Bursting out. From the depth of the heart. From the soul. Words. Experiences. Two intricates. Twining as they come.


I found this as a draft. Gosh. How alive I must have been. If I wrote this. But I don't remember writing these. Could be something Ive forgotten Ive written due to amnesia caused by dullness. Could be a copy pasted version I simply loved. Whatever it is, this is great!!

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