I see splashes of white
on a clear blue sky
I see patches of green
and tiny houses with lights
It is not a stupefaction
just god’s idea of painting.
*pic is a recent click of mine.. kudos. 😁
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Life Is Beautiful
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poetry, insights, hope
"In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day." - F. Scott Fitzgerald // poetic rants
This is the sound of my silence
The words left unsaid, pouring out as poetry.
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