The kettle is singingA Poem by SleeplessVolcano
Whistle. Whistle. Pop.
Come pour me into your cup - Lonesome farmhouse mug. © 2016 SleeplessVolcano |
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14 Reviews Added on January 9, 2016 Last Updated on January 9, 2016 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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