blowinbackA Poem by bubblefetlet it go
Fading into the cloud the occasional sparks light the sky
In this room, enchanted by the swirls and strands Moving about like its a foreign space Forgetting memories and finding smiles Gliding and finding this soft cushioned place I lay till time reminds
© 2015 bubblefetAuthor's Note
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Added on January 14, 2015 Last Updated on January 17, 2015 Author
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