For me. For you. For us.
The words formed a pile –
rumors, lies, acquisitions…
It wasn’t quiet in a while –
Just awful conditions.
The pride may as well froth,
To its heart content.
It is shaken and wroth,
But no one will repent.
There’ll be no “sorrys”
No empty explanations.
Let’s postpone the worries,
And delete the foundations.
Follow the Journey...
A PEACE Of My Mind!
Life In Verses
23 years old girl travelling solo on a motorcycle.
Whimsical Humor, Nonsense, No Sense and Good Sense
"Not all who wander are lost..."
The Secret of Change Is to Focus All of Your Energy, Not on Fighting the Old, But on Building the New - Socrates
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"TC" Yazıt
Wel that end will be the start of a new beginning. Great poem👌
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Thank yo. Yes, I hope so 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Nice.
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Thank you 🙂
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