Since i am reading you
I am stuck
the words don't flow
and fight between them
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We all put our own walls, some stronger then others. Cheers Good Poem
Around 6 closed wall, you nicely imagined that if we are locked by those life walls...i am sure there will be door and windows for us out from this concrete and strong walls...anywhere we go, we will find a way home! _Soul
Yes, Poet, when i finished that poem, i was exhausted! poems do that to me. And hurts so much. Thanks Poet.
in be seeded out of box and sent your soul free to that soil chosen by wind by will /nice to be dwelt by this motion
My soul escaped, nothing is perfect. good poem. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
beautiful ink.flow, style and concept is wonderful.liked it.