This silence
is the cloud I fall upon
when I don’t know where to fly.
How beautiful
just to float.
Here.
Now.
Eternally.

This silence
is the cloud I fall upon
when I don’t know where to fly.
How beautiful
just to float.
Here.
Now.
Eternally.

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Such a beautiful poem!
Aww 🙂 Thank you so much, Cherie. ☺️
You’re most welcome, Brooke! 😀
I loved reading this, Brooke. Thank you 💗
I’m so glad, Lauren. 💞🌸xx
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