The wind silently slide pass me,
Blowing my hair in the crispy morning ray light.
Standing at a cornor,
looking up to the sky.
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good poem. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
There will always be a time where everyone will be confuse. Be brave, take a step forward and seek for the answer. Even if the answer is not what you want to hear, at least you know you can start moving to the next phase of your journey. Dwelling in the past will only bring you more unhappiness. Sorry I read all your poems and just wanted to comment here.