| Escape from Reality | ||||
| A poem is the whisper of an angel, that falls like kisses upon a page. It is a toy for the imagination, an escape from reality. The language of love, or the key to someone's heart. It is a window into the soul, a shadow of the mind. A poem is the song from the petal of a flower, or the fragrance of life. It is a sunrise to start a new day, and a wish for the future. |
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