All this, everything that moves in this moving world,What is it in the face of YOU?Just erasable writing on a board,Just tears fallen in a pool.
It's a kiss I missed, a kiss I should have caught.But I let it slip, and I let the moment pass.And now all I've got is a memory of a path not takenAnd my mind, to imagine all it could have led to.
Astounding news!! And many more developments to come.
For my brother
Writing Training Following Ursula K. Le Guin’s Guidance 📖 📚
After a war. How can you ever get better? Will the pain ever go away? Can you... heal?
Rewrite What Has Been Written