Burning Phoenix

So many flows flowing through me! I'm assuming it's the light I've glowed growing new trees, Of life I've needed to release thus ball of pain resting in my ankles, My chest and my hands from everything I thought I could handle... A gift that keeps giving, Flummoxed or not! Above the plot? Is peace... Continue Reading →

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