I’ll admit, I search out words that’re eloquently placed together,
Sentences that make my heart swoon,
When the Sun goes down..
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Tali says: Wordplay is like swordplay....and can be addictive, I completely understand. Great write! |
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LP45 says: I agree. Very nice. |
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mlowe5 says: Indeed, such is the lexical search of the poetic mind. Peace and Love, mlowe5 |
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BlueDichotomy says: Infinite gratitude 🌒 |
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Charles2 says: no doubt ...your love will find its voice in your reflections... and your writing will become your song |
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