Come homeA Poem by Elin
The forest cries out to me,
time to come home. Wander, take inspiration, and write about my beauty it says. Come home my child. The birds will sing for you, leaves will rustle, and the wolves howl. Come home, and I will heal you. © 2013 ElinFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorElinNorwayAboutNorwegian nerd. Computers is my daily job. Writing is my part time job, which I enjoy the most. more..Writing
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