If my words touch a nerve,
Then they have been heard,
My pen has done its job,
You have understood,
When I was young I never thought
this is what I would become,
My words will flow in the pen I hold,
Until my dying day.
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To write a thousand words, How one feels, But cannot find those eyes, Who would read, A message unread, For a thousand years , Maybe in anot... -
A Robin flew to a tree on my path, This was fate , It was meant to be, He sang a song, In his merry way, Only a few will understand his wor... -
Sat on a path, At the dawn of the day, Cross roads in sight, Thinking which way, To the left or to the right, Or straight ahead towards ton...
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