releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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like the clouds and how they form lullabies,singing children into their sleep,I am slowly falling into a trance with you,with the myriads of realisations,and honey streaming into my insides, as if conjoined to blood,it seems a sun is beaming from my skin,its as if this has been a slow boat ride on a calm river,weaving […]