Day 1869, I wont. Daily picture, Poetry I was standing in the middle of the street the sun was not up the clouds reflected just enough and silence closed her eyes for one more time ~ out of wont I walked away to the side where I belong ~ It still felt wrong while all alone to stand still where normally I don’tShare this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related
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