November 10, 2020September 12, 2020 Micropoetry – Pain (7) Micropoetry – Pain (7) Sad, like a sacred song Misunderstood like pain The window of my soul opens Pages on the wind Escaping into the turquoise swell In endless Undulant flight © Ann Bagnall 2020 Share this:EmailTweetPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
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This is simply beautiful…
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Thank you!
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