"I wanted to ask,
'What aisle did you find
your serenity, do you know
how to be married for fifty years,
or how to live alone,
excuse me for interrupting,
but you seem to possess
some knowledge that makes
the earth burn and turn on its axis.'
But we don't request such things from
strangers nowadays.
So I said, "I love your hair.""
― Unknown.
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Serendipity | Poetry + Prose
Random*updates on Monday, Wednesday and Friday!* Serendipity (n.) Finding something good without looking for it. [ a collection of poetry, prose and everything in between that have touched my heart. ]
