Life’s an atlas of stories
To be told when everything becomes bleak
Scented rain becomes mystique
It won’t shatter my silent peace
lay me tender out of reach
with just one look
I’m falling at your feet
by Sam Fawcett
Atlas
Welcome!
Welcome!
Life’s an atlas of stories
To be told when everything becomes bleak
Scented rain becomes mystique
It won’t shatter my silent peace
lay me tender out of reach
with just one look
I’m falling at your feet
by Sam Fawcett
What makes us human, I believe is becoming to be stamped out. Words are so important, both spoken and on the page. Words make up the most powerful elements of our humanity. So, I'm feeling supersonic, why me why not? SF View more posts
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