A fish called sloppy
said to me
“When you are
done with this
and seeking bliss
Take a breath
and listen to Sloppy
Forget it all
and just be happy”
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The scars of my soul bleed through words in the form of poetry.
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Within the well of silence , are thoughts that awaken the soul.....