Writer's acheA Poem by Laura Kate
My smiling words hold hands like children
swinging around and around, they spin so fast that they fall dizzy landing in heaps upon the ground. I often struggle to catch them, It's best that I let them go... but the space they leave me with pains me, so I ache from head to toe.
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