Poetry
Poetry:
From heart it flowth.
It be not forced.
Poetry:
To hearts it flowth.
It be not flung.
Poetry:
Her ideas many;
But, nix be coerced.
Poetry:
Her clients many;
But, nix be rammed.
Love you, Poetry.
Yeah, this pretty much draws my present situation.
I apologize for not doing a good long poem. And, at the same time, I blame you for not inspiring me ;).
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Below are few covers for Kay_Oh 's Teen Fiction, Love Letter.
And, due to some technical errors, I lost one splendid cover for which I invested the most time 😢
That was one with this red clad lady in the BG and with a legible title.
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