A Being Full of WishesA Poem by I Am Svetlana
I enjoyed a
cigarette in the dark, watching the puffs of white smoke like thought balloons. I watched the nighttime from the wooden dock as the moon rolls across the sky. I find myself wishing. I have so many of them and often lose track. Hoping to shrink this wide world down to an island without bridges.
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Added on October 19, 2020 Last Updated on October 19, 2020 AuthorI Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more..Writing
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