I use my writing to escape,
don’t you?
Like stepping through a door:
Life disappears!
But something needs to change,
which may be me…
And pages of my diary:
Little mirrors.
Each one, a chance
to see my world anew.
I use my writing to escape,
don’t you?
Like stepping through a door:
Life disappears!
But something needs to change,
which may be me…
And pages of my diary:
Little mirrors.
Each one, a chance
to see my world anew.
Thank you!
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Beautiful post ✍️
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