as night turns to dawn memories awaken felt but not remembered light shining through the shattered window piercing the dusk like a dolphin playing amongst the waves sound reverbrating in my head like distant thunder from the mountains felt but not remembered
Reason for writing:
i write poetry to try to to explain myself. sometimes to myself sometimes to others
what i write is a reflection of my soul at the moment of writing.
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