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Wrinkles of Potential
Words are the temptress of my fingertips
They gravitate to vastening spaces
Sometimes I get lost between lines
Or cut through edges of this wrinkled mind
Find infinite pages inside
Waiting to saturate all it’s potential
They gravitate to vastening spaces
Sometimes I get lost between lines
Or cut through edges of this wrinkled mind
Find infinite pages inside
Waiting to saturate all it’s potential
Published 12th Jul 2024
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12th Jul 2024 6:32pm
I think this is a great poem, excellent word choices and a clever concept. Well done.
13th Jul 2024 00:37am
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13th Jul 2024 11:02am
Hello,
This was vast and yet concise, it felt like a moment of looking into that glistening in the far horizons.
I enjoyed the read
This was vast and yet concise, it felt like a moment of looking into that glistening in the far horizons.
I enjoyed the read
13th Jul 2024 3:00pm
Keep on writing these masterpieces..your fan club enjoys them very much..thank you
14th Jul 2024 9:49pm
