Against the world, us against the world.
I'll settle with it, that they feel like a rainy day to me.
Under the rain against the world, the wind in the middle of the night, the river in the midst of all the silence, the blank noise, the other end of the line, the full moon, the sun's warmth, the background laughters.
The end of my line. The other side of the road.
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I have found myself a home
Poetry🧸⃤ In the Kaleidoscope of wanting to be home, I have found myself a home in places I have been. The shade of colors found under streetlights, the thrills of joy in the shrieking of laughters by the side road. The love woven under fabricated happine...
