She could have been a scientist, made impossibles happen. But before she could go ahead , you reset that important button. She could have been a pilot, soared so high in miles of sky. But before she could take off, you cut the wings that could fly. She could have been a writer, ink filled…
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When I have nothing to write
What shall be the words of this page, for nothing at this time comes to light. I see the world as a stage, yet of nothing do I care to write. This indeed is a rare time for me for my pen has always come through, word after word and line upon line, each poem,different…
Subdued Flamboyance 