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Written by
ancient.stone
ancient.stone
3 years ago
Combs, they did not fall from me,
time did not stop, in nature
water moving, like a soft secret.
rain does not stop in the ground,
the sea, the fish, its Shiva form,
the fisherman shivering.
In the city,
they try to catch the wind
with the hands,
fear breeds fear, breeds loneliness.
Wow 😍 your poem is amazing , it's so simple but it has a lot of meaning, But when I read your poem I have a feeling of sadness 😔 thank you for writing this I learned again today, Can u please teach me how wright a poem ? I'm just new in this kind of industry, I'm your new fan now , Pls keep writing more 🙏🙏