At a certain point in time, there was that young me, so inquisitive and curious.
Always seeking out for new adventures, scenarios and experiences.
So naive and ingenious I was, accompanied with a timid mind that was afraid of exploring new things.
I would talk to myself, inform of mediation, just to help me gather some balls.
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Is it a Love day or what, this is my fourth love poem for today. Very well composed poem.
Falling in love instantly is a frequent occurrence but persevering until the conclusion is rare. You are among the fortunate minority. Excellent poem.
What a great poem to read. But I think this one needs to be heard. Spoken words through the composer have such power. Love this poem. And it sounds like you're still with her