Evening stars shine brightest in the (K)night
Writing is such a subjective thing, one day your poem is glorious, the next day its ridiculous...I love to write, poems, stories and attach them to pictures.
The world can be wonderful, the world can be dreadful but this page is neither.

…an we will explode with a range of colour and smoke…

…an we will explode with a range of colour and smoke…


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