Hanging silently in the atmosphere looking down. Surrounded by silence all around. Deafened by the constant turbulence from within. Will I ever find my way back again? You know to the place? Its been so long since I’ve been. The place was warm. The place was serene. Held within a dream. When I awoke the dream was lost, and clouded by thought. Trying to discover the way to which the road ends, and the path begins.
– Jamie Whorton ©
I absolutely love this one!! This feels so real to me..something I’ve been searching for❤
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Thank you! ❤
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Wonderfully penned!
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Thank you so much Bill !
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😊!!
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Very strong and moving composition, ☮️
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Thank you
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